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Apparently, It’s Not About Me (Again)

Apparently, It’s Not About Me (Again)

This is what I know. This morning I begrudgingly threw my legs over the side of my bed an hour after my alarm because, frankly, I wasn’t too excited to have my quiet time with Jesus. There are days I fling my covers back at the first bleat eager to cozy up with caffeine and the Bible. On these days, I thirstily search His Word and welcome His peace invading me while the sun rises. Even if that peace only lasts until…

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To Cherish: Lessons from a (Puked on) Linen Sofa

To Cherish: Lessons from a (Puked on) Linen Sofa

First off, I don’t live in a linen couch kind of life. I have four kids under 10, the two youngest being boys, and a hunting dog that refuses hunt. Dirt doesn’t stay outside. Sticky fingers aren’t detained at the table until wiped clean. Puke doesn’t hit the toilet. I don’t know why I insist that we dwell in a Pottery Barn picture. That’s a lie. I know why I insist on it. To set the scene, at least one…

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A Bonafide Miracle: The Story of Our Mighty Mia

A Bonafide Miracle: The Story of Our Mighty Mia

It has been a while since I have written. Often I have thought about carving out the time as I do so enjoy struggling through my thoughts, making them palatable to the interested reader. Yet, since the last post, people’s hearts who are close to mine have been run through the meat grinder. Consequently, I can’t seem to find a topic suitable for contemplation. Most categories rub as trivial when weighed against a human life, a baby’s life. So, maybe,…

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Clear Vision: A Constant Battle

Clear Vision: A Constant Battle

Caution: this is a long one. If your surroundings allow you twenty minutes, grab a quiet spot and struggle through this one with me. I am as blind as a bat. Seriously, I sport glasses in bed to see if my husband is listening or sleeping. My mind is cloudy in the morning until that first burst of coffee hits my brain constricting the vessels curiously awakening logical reasoning capabilities. Bread absolutely darkens my mood. There is a direct link…

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Saving Levi: Left to Die…Destined to Live: A Book Review

Saving Levi: Left to Die…Destined to Live: A Book Review

“God, if this is all there is to life, then this is boring and it stinks,” (pg. 17). Embarrasingly, this sentence has been the discontented battle cry of my heart for the past 7ish years ever since I heard Lisa Misraje Bentley speak this exact sentence on Family Life Today. Hers is the story of a comfortable life, lawyer husband, four healthy kids living in Seattle, WA., wondering if life would always be so predictable.  This book, Saving Levi, is the…

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Mama Praise: A Lesson Learned in Tanzania

Mama Praise: A Lesson Learned in Tanzania

One of my most memorable moments to date took place this past spring. My daughter and I had the opportunity to travel with two other mom/daughter duos to Arusha, Tanzania. As God arranges everything, my friend’s sister had a friend in that very town and encouraged us to connect with her. Turns out, she and her family moved to Arusha to work with Youth With a Mission (YWAM). Under this umbrella, they minister to the Maasai tribe. A two hour…

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