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Multitude Mondays: On Surviving Winter and Seeing Past the Gray

We spend the afternoon painting memories on a palette of white.  Breathing deep the crisp air and tilting chins toward the toasty sun, we set cooped-up feet free on a hill of powdered grace. A week of sub-zero wind chills had left us bound by walls and frost. Our goodwill had withered behind winter’s hedges like […]

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When You Find Jesus in the Bathroom

I hear her giggle from the bathroom, wonder what could make my littlest girl laugh happy on that porcelain throne.And then she shouts above the flush- “I found him, Mommy! I found him!”I drop my dishrag and hurry down the hallway.I arrive just in time to find Maggie elbow deep in hand soap, the sink nearly […]

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When You Don’t Feel Ready For a New Year…

I crawled out of bed near midnight on New Year’s Day and begged Jesus to meet me in the darkness.  Eighteen hours earlier, I had flipped the calendar page and stumbled into 2013 with an uncharacteristic sense of apathy. As the first day of the new year slipped away, I was desperate for a re-do.   […]

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Why You Might Feel Crabby on Thanksgiving Day…

Overheard in the Bruxvoort van yesterday…Josh, looking out the window at a big green tractor in the field- “I am so THANKFUL for tractors, aren’t you, Maggie?”Maggie with a scowl, “No!” Josh, undeterred. “Well, what are YOU thankful for, Mags?”Maggie, crossing her arms over her chest in a harrumph, “Nothing!”  Josh, cocking his head and staring […]

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Why Gravel may be the Secret to Long-Lasting Love!

   We were perched on the rim of a red-rocked mountain when I remembered the gravel. We’d spent the afternoon exploring trails tucked between canyon and cliff, my dingy shoes a dusty orange reminder of the steps we’d shared. Soon the sun would sink, and we’d hike down through shifting shadows. But for a moment, time […]

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Multitude Mondays: Why I’d Rather Be Small…

      I stood speechless last week on the rim of the Grand Canyon and savored my smallness.    Auburn peaks stretched halfway to Heaven, their jutting fingers casting purple shadows across the tops of the mesmerizing mounts.     The Colorado River wound like a silver ribbon along the gully’s belly. The back-pack-clad hikers […]

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Multitudes on Mondays: When You Long for a little Peace and Quiet

This is a crazy thing for a mom of five to admit, but I LOVE silence.    Or maybe, more accurately, I CRAVE it.    I dream of lingering in a house so still that I can hear the muffled hum of the heater on a chilly day; imagine tasking in a kitchen so quiet that I […]

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When His Grace is as Clear as Mud….

We were cruising along the lake path one afternoon when Joshua spotted a green gully filled with murky water.    The crooning frogs begged us to pause and investigate their shadowy home, and my mud-loving son accepted their invitation with a quick screech of his brakes.   We parked our wheels in the tall weeds […]

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Multitude Mondays: Why Moms are Prone to Blindness

   When I first laid eyes on my newborn son, I didn’t know that I’d be prone to blindness. As I lay ravished by awe in that hospital bed, overwhelmed at the sight of his tiny fingers and toes, I never dreamed that one day I’d have to fight to see him clearly.   When I lost myself […]

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Multitudes on Monday: When the Small Stuff Becomes our Grandest Gifts

He’d been a barefooted treasure hunter all day. He’d stooped low and combed the sand, had waded slow and rescued seaside trinkets sparkling just beneath the clear blue water. He’d plucked and picked, excavated and celebrated. He’d planned to be selective, had promised to fill just one bucket with his very best finds. But in the […]

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