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The laundry isn’t folded. The dishes aren’t washed. There are remnants of blueberry yogurt scattered from breakfast, and now there…
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The laundry isn’t folded. The dishes aren’t washed. There are remnants of blueberry yogurt scattered from breakfast, and now there…
Continue ReadingAfter my daughter passed, I had to make an impossible decision. While still bleeding and physically recovering, I was asked…
Continue ReadingWhile scrolling Facebook, this photo seized my attention and made my heart quicken. As I stared at the photo of…
Continue ReadingFor eight years, I carried a rage so heavy it nearly became my identity. But God never stopped reaching for…
Continue ReadingAfter whirling down the basement steps on tiptoe, I opened the washer’s lid to shift the clean clothes to the…
Continue ReadingI was washing dishes this morning when the memory hit me—soft and sudden, like the warmth of the water on…
Continue ReadingEach year in early summer, my church holds a baby dedication service. Young parents line the front of the church,…
Continue ReadingThere was a time I wasn’t sure I’d make it through. Not just through infertility. Through life. I had always…
Continue ReadingI teeter on the edge of the abyss. This isn’t unfamiliar territory. I’ve been here before. On the precipice of…
Continue ReadingI just finished folding 13 loads of laundry. No exaggeration—if anything, I’m underselling myself because some of the laundry baskets…
Continue Reading“Mommy, what if God was real, like in our house?” my oldest ponders as he chews on a cucumber, his…
Continue ReadingI remember driving home from college one particular weekend and fervently praying to God some version of “Please let him…
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