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Encouragement for every season of lifeI Am a Butterfly
When the radio came on the other day I thought, “What a sweet way for God to wake us up.” Yes, I do realize that I’d set an alarm but apparently my foggy morning brain had not registered that truth. Trust me, this is not generally the first thought I have when I wake...
When It’s a Dog Doo Kind of Day
My morning started with my child stepping into a big pile of dog doo, thirty seconds before the bus pulled up to the bus stop. The driver watched as I stopped frantically trying to wipe poop off a small left shoe (still attached to the child) with a twig, sighed...
Remaining Vibrant
“Guard your joy like a Mama Grizzly!! Rawr!!” I texted this to a couple of my dear ministerial friends the other day. Vibrancy. Oi, sometimes I just don’t feel it! Secretly, there are times that I want to go to my non-existent cabin and be a hermit. Being vibrant with...
God Sized Dreams
“We’re going to write a book.” My friend Julie stated as we walked out of a weekend spent away at a Bridging the Gap women’s conference in 2011. I look at her and smile, seeing her resolve, a sense of accord floods my heart as I nod in agreement, a hint of a smile on...
God Is The Best Drinking Buddy I Have Ever Had
I used to spend a lot of time drinking alone in bars. On a daily basis. I told myself that only sad alcoholics drink alone at home. This somehow made my addiction feel slightly less pathetic. I would sometimes rotate locations on different days of the week so as not...
To Preserve You
A few weeks ago, at the graveside service for my father-in-law, we sang a hymn I haven’t sung in ages, Children of the Heavenly Father. As you might expect, it was an emotional day anyway, but as we sang the words to that old hymn there was a moment that took my...
Faith, Family, Football
I forget. I always forget. Then something like Saturday afternoon’s homecoming game featuring a double reverse pass play brings me back to reality. Watching the gridiron team of my alma mater, I was mesmerized early in the game, still in the first quarter, when my...
If My Body is a Temple, Jesus is Living with Ronald McDonald and Krispy Kreme
Congratulations mankind, you have finally reached the age of the human Barbie. Let’s face it, reality is no longer reality. From scripted “reality TV shows” to airbrushed magazine covers. Reality bites. And it's showing, people. Like a bad pair of underwear. Pills....
Oyster Stew Comfort
It’s the time of year when I become incredibly nostalgic. I was married in the fall. I love the changing of seasons and the crisp air. My mom also went to meet Jesus in the month of October. For these reasons, I enjoy doing things that bring back memories, which draw...
When Fear Comes Knocking
"Dad!" shouted a fearful small voice from the bedroom across the hall. As my husband rolled out of bed, a glance at the clock glowed with a time well past midnight. Shadows. They have suddenly become sinister in the eyes of our child as they loom and leer and...
