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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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Why A Mom Should Dream Small for Her Children

I realized it one morning a few years ago as I sat in the cushy leather chair by the window, a pajama-clad boy plastered to my lap—- How the secret to a BIG life is dependent on one small thing. Six-year-old Joshua smelled of old backyard dirt and of fresh sleepy sweat. His knees still bore […]

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When You Want Your Daughter To Have Magnetic Beauty

Okay, I’ll admit it. I was spying on you.  Kind of.  I mean, I couldn’t help but slow my steps when I walked by the open bathroom door this morning and heard you humming.  And then, I saw the way you studied yourself in the mirror when you thought that nobody was looking.  And I […]

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The One Prayer that Captures All the Longings of a Mama’s Heart

It was those Bibles strewn across the kitchen table that launched my heart right into my throat this morning, God’s Word framed with dribbles of orange juice and cereal crumbs, splatters of jelly and an abandoned spelling list. I hadn’t noticed it right away when I’d returned from dropping the kids at school, how those remnants […]

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For Every Mom Who’s Died a Thousand Deaths (Five-Minute-Friday)

 Motherhood is a daily invitation to die. Those weren’t exactly the words I was hoping to hear that day in the grocery store when my toddler was whining about the box of Captain Crunch I’d vetoed. And the preschooler was dancing dangerously close to the tower of toilet paper stacked tall at the aisle’s end. And the baby […]

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When the Quiet is Noisy and Hope for the Dark Nights

I hear the pitter patter of her stockinged feet before I feel the moist warmth of her  breath on my cheek.  “Mommy? Mommy?” Her voice is a mix of murmur and moan, and I prop myself up on one elbow to eyeball her through a sleepy slit.  Again. I avert my eyes from the green […]

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When You’re Waiting for God to Fill the Gaps

If you’re stopping by from “Encouragement for Today,” welcome!   It’s a treat to spend some time with you. I’d love to stay connected on Facebook or Twitter. If you’d like The Overflow to trickle quietly into your in-box each week, please subscribe on the sidebar before you leave. Also, I’m now scheduling speaking engagements for the 2014/2015 school […]

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The One Thing You’ve Got to Know When Motherhood Feels Hard

 Dear Mom whose feet are weary, I know that the road feels long. And bumpy. And downright boring at times. I know that sometimes it feels like you’ll never turn the corner. And you wonder if you’ll ever move at a faster pace. ‘Cause that toddler keeps pausing to dig in the dirt and the […]

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When We Roll out the Red Carpet and Put Feet to our Faith

Last year, on the last day of last summer, we rolled out the red carpet. Right there, in my brown-grassed backyard, with a dozen families and too-many-to-count kids, we stepped into the school year with dancing feet.  And prancing feet. Cartwheeling feet and flipping feet. We were a  marvelous mix of preschoolers and pre-teens; first-graders and fifth-graders, proud […]

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The Day I Lost My Preschooler (And Why I’m Gonna Be Okay)

I lost my preschooler a few weeks ago.  One moment she was wobbling around the driveway on her pink training-wheeled bike, a raggedy teddy bear buckled onto the back with a red-loopy jump rope.  And the next minute, she was gone. I’ve been telling myself  for days that it will be okay.  That I will […]

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