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The Heart Cloud
The habit of holding on prevents our stumble down the stairs, but falling is not failing. “Mmmmmmmmoooooommmmmmmm,” Brianne wailed, through broken breaths of crying…”Oooooowwwwwwweeeeee.” Happens at least once a week. One of them falls down the stairs, and I’m greeted by Brianne’s cry of shock, or Lo running to me out of breath and holding…
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The Hat
A joyful mascot can refresh the screen of chaos, and offer comfort in a state of limbo. “Tico Taco, ya ya ya-Tico Taco, ya ya ya!” The brief jaunt to school each dawn is consumed in chaos. Especially the day Tico Taco (our trusty plastic parrot car mascot) had just been ceremonially crowned with appropriate…
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The Laps
The shadow of my stride around God’s promise illuminates motherly purpose to my heart. I revisited The Other Side, today, as part of a new blog tradition to make a “Throwback Thursday” post part of my routine. As I scrolled through the text, my jaw dropped at how much it mirrored my notes for today’s…
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The Book of Happy Faces
To combat the darkness ever permeate in the atmosphere, I choose to unearth the joy of Jesus by following the happy faces. Facebook…Twitter-verse…Instagram…Pinterest…my news feeds looks like a Christian motivational speaker threw up all over them and then added glitter. Facebook can be a platform for the positive and encouraging, or it can be a…
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The Weird One
“Mom,” my seven-year-old began, “someone called me weird.” The most precious pieces of my daughter’s heart fly gumptiously out of her mouth during our four weekly commutes to her dance studio. While the surge of adrenaline lingers alongside the remains of stale french fries and the screech of singing cats, she reveals the day’s truth.…
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