I Was the Girl Who Ran Away From God
I was the girl. I was the girl who’d do anything to get high as a teenager. I was the…
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I was the girl. I was the girl who’d do anything to get high as a teenager. I was the…
Continue ReadingBaby, I have prayed for you—even before I knew who you would be. I prayed I would be a mom…
Continue ReadingDear Mom, Yesterday I went over to your house. I was hoping you would open the door, but Daddy greeted…
Continue ReadingIt was Sunday afternoon, and I was loading my grocery cart higher than I ever had in my life. My…
Continue ReadingI am alone, in a hotel room, 20 minutes from home, lying back in the crisp bed, feet propped up…
Continue ReadingI remember bringing that squishy baby home from the hospital. His 9-pound birth weight didn’t label him as scrawny by…
Continue ReadingSome days, I wake up and walk around my house feeling my chest rise looking at the chaotic mess I…
Continue ReadingA few months ago, my friend lost his dad. And it impacted our community profoundly. Because he loved SO BIG.…
Continue ReadingToday, I have been the mean mom, the tired mom, the overwhelmed mom, the anxious mom, the impatient mom, and…
Continue ReadingMy toddler was that kid on the playground—the one who would push and bite, erupting into a tantrum and needing…
Continue ReadingMath 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…
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