The Picture Pages (#jammed daily devo, day 346)

December #jammed: Grace, given. Day 346: Picture this… “Parents, don’t come down too hard on your children or you’ll crush their spirits.” Colossians 3:21 (Message) Pages and pages of pictures flipped over as the newly arrived books were broken in on the sinking sofa cushions. Hours and hours of memories came alive off of those pages. Smiles and laughs and salty sea air. Sandy shoes and…

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The Drop-off (#jammed daily devo, day 345)

December #jammed: Grace, gifted. Day 345: Graceful conversations. “Do not drive your children mad, but nurture them in the discipline and teaching that come from the Lord.” Ephesians 6:4 (VOICE) “Do you understand me?” I repeated as we rounded the elementary school drop-off curve.  In a rush to get to the part where she smiled and hugged me and didn’t want to let go as I…

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The Milestone Ornaments (#jammed daily devo, day 338)

December #jammed: Grace, gifted. Day 338: The Real Meaning, Reeled in. “My soul lifts up the Lord! My spirit celebrates my God, my Liberator!” Luke 1:46-47 (VOICE) Moms start celebrating their babies as soon as they know a little seed has sprouted life inside of their womb. Sometimes, it happens even sooner than that! Nurseries are decorated and baby bump sizes are recorded. Plans are made…

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The Dream-work. (#jammed daily devo, day

April #jammed: Grace Studies. Day 92: Constant Rehearsal. “Those who practice the law and teach others how to live the law will be called great in the kingdom of heaven.” Matthew 5:19b She began to beg for ballet when she was two, not once straying from her “pointe shoe” dreams. Dance moves her, and her little sister, out of the house in active pursuance of something other…

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The Cookie Claim (#jammed daily devo day 2)

January #jammed : Grace in Life’s Face Day 2: Let’s Claim our Grace Space. “But he gives us more grace. That is why Scripture says: “God opposes the proud     but shows favor to the humble.” James 4:6 “Mom,” my daughter informed, “don’t let Daddy eat these cookies …they’re YOUR cookies.” We looked at each other and laughed at the thought of her Daddy …our…

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