The Reindeer.

Evil will riddle anxious sorrow unless smacked with deep, healing love. My daughters woke up one Saturday morning ending my journal time and proudly proclaiming a pajama day.  Both in their Christmas footie jammies, they vowed to eat chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast and begged to watch “White Christmas.”  A touch early by some standards, but hard to say “no” to adorable little girls…

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Pushed.

The circle of guilt will push you around unless it’s kept in check with truth. “Stop pushing me!” If you have more than one kid, this is a phrase you are no doubt familiar with. “MOM!” my little one exclaims, getting ready to launch into a string of tattles, “Bri Bri is being so mean!!!!” Once again, my daughters decided to break out all…

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The Trees.

Life’s climb can seem hopelessly steep if we don’t stop to look down at how far we’ve come. “Look!” my little Kindergartner exclaimed.  “There’s a letter ‘d’ there, and a letter ‘D’ there…” she trailed on, pointing out all of the letter D’s on her homework paper. My children’s homework often feels like my homework, and in the two years between my daughters, I…

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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 code and stocked on a shelf. I cherished the…

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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 the meltdown to ensue, I made a list of…

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