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Camp Rainbow

        My firstborn was packing his duffle bag for church camp on Sunday night when Joshua walked into the room and asked,    “Where are you going?”   “To  church camp.”    “Like Hannah?” Joshua asked, remembering his big sister’s good-byes just over a week ago.   “Yeah, but I get to […]

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The Road that Leads to the Rock

When I was sixteen, I accepted a summer babysitting job to fill the long days that stood between tenth and eleventh grade.  My job description was simple. I was to provide “good old fashioned summer fun” for two rambunctious nine-year-olds.  Filled with energy myself, I was up for the challenge.  Bike rides down obscure country […]

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One Foot In Heaven

     This morning as I groped for my coffee cup in the half-wakefulness of a new day’s start, I spotted a shiny penny atop the obituary that had been left lying on the kitchen counter last night. As I reached for the copper coin, my eyes fell on the photo of my beautiful grandmother […]

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Remembering

  She ran her finger along the letters inscribed in the cool red stone and her blue eyes brimmed with tears.  Carefully, she placed the small wooden cross beside the tombstone and then stepped back to admire the way the tiny glued-on jewels shimmered in the midday sun.    “It was colder last time we […]

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Holy Grip

Last night, the kids and I curled up on the couch and watched pieces of the Gospel of John, a beautiful and word-for-word portrayal of the beloved disciple’s account of Christ’s life. We sat spellbound as we witnessed Jesus slip out of his tunic (He’s in his underwear! Josh had cried),wrap a towel around His […]

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The Thrash for Joy

                  I was stashing dinner’s smudged remains in the dish washer at ten o’clock last night when I heard the moan. Rob had taken our wilting baby to the E.R. for a round of I.V. fluids in hopes of giving her dehydrated body a lift. I had stayed behind to tuck the other four into bed […]

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Crazy Joy

An over sized laundry basket sits at my feet, pink fuzzy blankets and pinstriped sheets spilling over its wide tan brim. My weary toddler, exhausted from a long blurred night of the stomach flu, is curled up on the beanbag nearby, her flushed face nuzzled on her brother’s lap.  And I am sitting on the couch’s edge with […]

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The Robin’s Song

In  light of my “robin writings” this week, I couldn’t resist re-posting one of my favorite stories. When I was a frazzled mommy of four small children, God tenderly used a blizzard and another little harbinger of spring to remind me that He sees. More amazing still, He cares.  Here’s the story as written four years ago. […]

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The First Robin of Spring

I was putting laundry away in the girls’ room on Saturday morning when I spied a brazen blotch of orange beyond the window. My heart quickened as I abandoned the towering pile of socks and underwear and turned toward the finger-print -smudged glass. Eagerly, my eyes scanned the landscape.  Had I really seen what I thought I had? Methodically, I […]

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Kiwi, Holy Spirit-Style

“It’s going to take a heaping dose of self-control,” I warned my husband as we shared a pizza at a table for two on Saturday evening. We’d finally set aside some much needed talk time and we were tackling our plans for a new and leaner budget in 2011. “I think I can do it […]

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