The Overflow! where souls are filled and faith is spilled

When You’re Waiting for Morning to Come…

I would hear the pitter-patter of his sleepy feet before his voice woke me. No need to look at the clock on my bedside table– I knew it read 3 A.M. For years, that was his waking time.  His squinty eyes and slurred speech would confirm that he wasn’t rested, but my three-year-old’s odd sleep rhythms always […]

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How to Live The Best Dream for Your Life

    Eight of us were crowded around a table-for-two in my grandma’s small farm kitchen when Hannah spoke the words that spurred my prayer.    The kids were sipping Coke straight from the bottle and leaving a cookie crumble mosaic on the old wooden tabletop, and Grandpa Jim was leaning in close so his near-deaf […]

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Dear Teenage Me…

Dear Teenage Me,   I’ve been thinking about you lately.   I know you feel all grown up with your brand new driver’s license and that clunky old white Mustang that gets wet floor mats when you speed through puddles on the street.   I realize that you think those straight A’s on your report […]

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Multitude Mondays: Because I Can’t Keep Those Kids From Growing…

Over the weekend, my firstborn girl celebrated her twelfth birthday with a surprise breakfast date and strawberry pancakes.Her big brother marked his  fourteenth with half-a-dozen boys and seventy-two-pieces of pizza.And her little brother raced at least one hundred circles around the house as he tried out his new kindergarten shoes. And this mom who can’t keep her […]

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Why Every Mom Needs a Superhero Besides the One on Her Little Boy’s Briefs

I am folding underwear at eleven o’clock when he finally walks through the door in his blue scrubs.    The black rings that bridge the gap between his cheek bones and his blood-shot eyes testify to the nineteen hour work day he’s just finished.    But the sparkle in his weary smile is one I’ve […]

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Multitude Mondays: When Our Dreams for Our Children are Too Small…

She’d invited me to share her umbrella as we’d stood on the sideline of a soggy soccer field. I wasn’t expecting deep conversation, just a place to huddle ’til the rain slowed.  But her heart was heavy that day and my ears were available. So we’d cupped hot mugs of coffee in mittened hands and swapped small talk while […]

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Why I’d Rather Be Buying Bubble Bath…

 I was sniffing guy deodorant when our eyes met. She probably hadn’t meant to stare as she squeezed past me in aisle seven, her cart piled high with diapers and baby wipes. But it’s not every day that you spy a thirty-nine-year-old woman conducting fragrance assessments in Walmart. It’s crazy what we’ll do for our […]

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Multitude Mondays: How To Break Into God’s Secret Room

        As a child, one of my favorite places to play on my uncle’s farm was a dusty plot of weeds dotted with abandoned oil barrels and long-forgotten tractor parts.    Armed with unhurried time and our wild imaginations, my young cousins and I could fill a day searching for hidden treasure beneath […]

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play redeeming time

I think more than anything, Play has the power to grow gratitude. As I’ve begun to embrace the gift of play, I find myself constantly reminded of just that…. play is a gift. Life is a gift. Playing baseball in the yard is a gift… I CAN because today I have breath and legs that hold me […]

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How to Avoid the Busy Brain Syndrome and Really Have a Great Summer!

photo credit Shortly after my son Lukas had begun kindergarten, we shared a heart-to-heart as I tucked him into bed one night. My strong-willed firstborn had longed to go to school for years. At three, he had stood at our wide picture window overlooking the street and watched with envy as his “big kid friends” set off […]

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