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How to Speak Hope When We’re Short on Words

“Mommy?” She was sitting in the hot sand next to me, making a sandcastle with her little orange shovel. “What, Honey?” I turned my head to hear my six year old’s voice above the roar of the incoming tide. She shifted her body and stared at me like we’d just met. “Oh, nothing….” she said, […]

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Hope for Dark Nights…

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Why Hanging Upside Down Might be the Secret to the Best Life (and a give-away!)

Monkey bars. That’s the image that lingered in my mind as I read my friend Amy Sullivan’s book. It seems a bit odd, I know. After all, Amy’s book may be jam-packed with wisdom and wit. But it is not crammed with references to monkey bars. Or monkeys, for that matter. But Amy does mention […]

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How to Love the Child You’ve Got (Instead of Wishing for a Different One!)

Welcome, friends! I’m so glad you’re here. I’ve been saving a seat for you! If you’re stopping by from Proverbs 31, I hope you’ll stay a while and enjoy a second dose of encouragement. If this is your first visit, please make yourself at home and look around. Leave me a comment or connect with me on Facebook or Twitter. I’d […]

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An Invitation to Dance…(and a true-love give-away!)

Welcome, friends! I’m so glad you’re here. I’ve been saving a seat for you! If you’re stopping over from Proverbs 31, I hope you’ll stay a while and enjoy a second dose of encouragement. If this is your first visit, please make yourself at home and look around. Leave me a comment or connect with […]

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On Cracked Cups and Broken Hearts and A Moms who Dream Big for their Little Girls

Dear Magdalene Hope, It’s dark outside and the house is quiet. And last I checked, you were tucked under your poke-a-dot comforter in the bottom bunk, your face warm and flushed with sleep. I don’t know the dreams that are dancing through your head on this moonlit night, but I’m well aware of the dreams […]

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When You Realize Your Children Aren’t Really Yours

They’re not yours. I was standing at the top of a snow-capped sand dune, my eyes fixed on those silly sisters singing Frozen songs as they skipped toward the icy water, when my thoughts were interrupted with those three little words. They’re not yours. The girls were lost in their own world, savoring that sacred space […]

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A Prayer for the One who will Hold my Son’s Heart

So, it’s dark outside. And the wind is howling its doleful dirge before dawn. And I’m sitting here in my polka-dot pajamas, cupping my steamy mug of coffee and praying for you. It’s a crazy thing—the way I love you already and we’ve never met; the way you sneak into my thoughts at the strangest […]

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If You’re Stepping into the New Year with Empty Hands…

I remember the year Maggie cried when I pulled the Christmas stockings down. I know, I know, Christmas feels long gone and the new year is already seven days old. But this morning, as I warmed my toes by the cackling fire in the dark before dawn, I stared at the empty mantle above the […]

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If You’re Tired of the Small Stuff…

 Welcome, I’m so glad you’re here! If you’re stopping over from Proverbs 31, I hope you’ll pull up a chair and stay a while. If you like what you find, and you’d like the The Overflow to trickle quietly into your in-box each week, just subscribe on the sidebar before you leave and you won’t miss a single post. And […]

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