Category: Christian Living
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The Flashcards
The morning drop off. There is not a cup of coffee in the world strong enough to guarantee that my nerves aren’t at least mildly fried by the time I kiss my sweethearts good-bye for the day at 8:45am. The last minute rush, even though my two girls have been awake for an hour and…
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The Iced Cube Tray and The Lemon Seed

When I fear there is no way and no room, God squeezes encouragement into the treasured places of my heart. Boy do I love to shop in bulk. Less trips to the store equals fewer times that I’m required to take two children with me that think they need everything that can be given a bar…
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The Lines

I cut the lawn the other day. Not a huge event, I realize. With both of my kids in school all day for the first time, I fully admit I’ve been on the edge of a full-scale meltdown since they skipped happily down the hallway together that first day. Knowing myself well and prepared for…
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The Squirrel

If you know me at all, you know I do not understand God’s purpose for squirrels. Just don’t. I don’t think they’re cute, I don’t get sad when one loses a race across the road with a car, and I don’t find joy in feeding them. The feeling is mutual. I’ve been chased out of…
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The Marshmallows.
“Mom, I’m sooooooo hungry,” came the voice promptly at 6:15 am from my four year old daughter, Lo. “Ok, Ok,” I responded sleepily,” let’s go get you some breakfast. Normally, my little one wakes up about an hour before everyone else’s alarms go off, pitter patters into my room, crawls onto my bed, steals half…
