God Sees Me, His Beloved Child
When my children mess up, I want them to come to me. I remind them it’s always better to tell the truth. To be honest, and upfront, and we will…
Continue ReadingWhen my children mess up, I want them to come to me. I remind them it’s always better to tell the truth. To be honest, and upfront, and we will…
Continue ReadingI came across a Facebook conversation between a friend and me from over a decade ago when I was in college, in regards to something I posted about a…
Continue ReadingThey looked at each other, shocked, as the realization hit them both. This friend of mine—she’s lonely too. These are two of the loveliest…
Continue ReadingMama, do you think there will be any men like Daddy when it’s time for me to get married? Girl, I hope so. I want you to start praying about that…
Continue ReadingTonight, our tiny, nearly microscopic subdivision yard held eight children on its soft green blades. I always find myself dreaming of lots of acreage…
Continue ReadingIt was a seemingly normal day, considering the move we were in the middle of. Boxes everywhere, counters covered with all the stuff needing to be…
Continue ReadingFor as long as I can remember, I have found value in myself based on appearance and accomplishments. I judged myself in the mirror each morning. Am I…
Continue ReadingAs I write this, my firstborn is 5,633 miles away in Taormina, Sicily. This is the farthest she has ever been away from home. Granted, she will turn…
Continue ReadingWith donut-filled cheeks and sticky fingers, Charlotte and Isaac skip down the hallway behind me to find a seat in church. With a smile, the usher…
Continue ReadingI was talking to my sister the other day, and she told me her teenage daughters (the two older of her four children) had both been crying the…
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