Dear Child, God Sees All of You—And So Do I
Math has always come easily to him. Even from the beginning stages when we counted wooden blocks on the living…
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Math has always come easily to him. Even from the beginning stages when we counted wooden blocks on the living…
Continue ReadingOh, dear girl, Give Jesus the mess. Your mess. The mess you think is too much or too big or…
Continue ReadingI look at him and my heart breaks into a million little pieces. It simply hurts too much to know…
Continue ReadingI recently came across a short memoir writing competition with the theme, “Places that have made me, changed me, or…
Continue ReadingYou mentioned it casually. They had found a lump in your breast again. You’ve been here before, and maybe that…
Continue ReadingTonight before bed while I was tucking you in, you seemed really down. You are normally bubbly, talkative, full of…
Continue ReadingIt’s 3:00 in the afternoon, and you know the scene—I step on a tiny Barbie shoe as I’m walking to…
Continue ReadingHalf of the fingernails on my hands still show remnants of nail polish. It looks pretty awful. People might notice…
Continue ReadingToday, I watched my little boy put an oven mitt over his hand and mix up an imaginary meal. Like…
Continue ReadingI am a huge, HUGE, fan of cardigan sweaters, and I am always on the lookout for the perfect one.…
Continue ReadingI was brought up in a Christian home and church where sex was never discussed. The only thing I knew…
Continue ReadingI sit in my recliner this morning, covered up with my blanket, listening to the outside sounds of the slow…
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