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The end of the summer means the beginning of fall. And I've always loved fall. I loved our school's soccer…
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The end of the summer means the beginning of fall. And I've always loved fall. I loved our school's soccer…
Continue Reading“I will not forget you. See, I have engraved you on the palm of my hand.” – Isaiah 49:15-16 God…
Continue ReadingFor longer than I care to admit, I subscribed to the notion that "rape culture" was a myth. There was…
Continue ReadingI dropped you off at Kindergarten today, and you walked in without even considering looking back. I called you back…
Continue ReadingThe scene is unfolding in slow motion, yet reeling out of control all at the same time. Voices raised, eyes…
Continue ReadingRomans 8:28 And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are…
Continue ReadingI've heard it said that parenting is like building a cathedral one brick at a time. Usually, it can feel…
Continue ReadingI’ve written thousands of words in my career, but never have I used them to open up quite like this…
Continue ReadingWhen my brother Bobby and I were little kids, one of the great treats of summer was a journey to…
Continue Reading“I am beginning to really worry about where our country is headed…” Correct me if I am wrong, but I…
Continue ReadingI am a Christian. There, we got that over with. Now on to my rant. I read an article in…
Continue ReadingMy friend Justine is an amazing person. She’s raising her beautiful three-year-old daughter, holds down a job, and just completed…
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