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The Mirrors
The battle of reflection is won in Jesus. My daughters are obsessed with the bathroom mirror, especially when the clock is racing at opposite ends of the day. Apparently, that appears to be the perfect time to substitute a toothbrush for a microphone, and a step-stool for a stage. If you need a little bit…
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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,…
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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!!!!”…
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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,…
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“Chicky”
“Mommy!!!!” my daughter squeaked with joy, “Can we please take Chicky home?” On our annual fall trip to Amish country, my daughters cannot wait to jump out of the car and play with the animals at the farm we visit. Brianne has a giant tender spot in her heart for animals, and as precious as…
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