The Overflow! where souls are filled and faith is spilled

Why I’m Leaving the Windex in The Cupboard

I used to keep a bottle of Windex on my kitchen counter. It was my go-to weapon to battle those pint-sized fingerprints that tried to siege every pane of glass in our tiny rental house. My dear friend Steph remembers those ten P.M. phone calls when I’d convince her to talk to me as I mopped […]

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How to make Christmas really feel like Christmas

Today I’m linking up with Hearts at Home for Third Thursday Thoughts. Together, with other moms across the web, we’re talking about how our families approach the idea of giving during this gift-laden time of year.  We’d love for you to chime in on the discussion. So don’t be shy. Pull up a chair in the light of […]

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When A Mom Tries to Talk Her Child out of Giving it All Away…

    It was nearly a decade ago when I first read an article detailing the most fatal disease in America. That was the year that I first dared to consider the health of my own family’s heart as the holidays approached. Affluenza is the term sociologists have coined to describe our country’s insatiable appetite for material consumption. While […]

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When the THUMPS of Christmas Wreck Your Joy…

I felt it the moment my friend looked around my house and said with a playful smile, “You’re the only one I know who hasn’t put up a Christmas tree yet!”    And again when a neighbor mentioned that we were the only house on the block without strands of lights twinkling in the night.   […]

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How Imperfect Children Point to Heaven

When I was pregnant with our firstborn, my husband and I spent countless hours trying to imagine just who our little one would be. When the baby tucked beneath my heart would announce his presence with a mighty kick, we’d wonder aloud if he would have his Daddy’s athletic skills. When a tiny hand would punch my […]

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The Thank You Note in the Tree

I was picking up toys strewn across the grass when I spotted it, a bright splash of blue propped in the naked limbs of that spindly tree in our back yard. I shuffled closer, and my heart smiled at the familiar handwriting scrawled across the small envelope. To: JesusFrom: HannahAnd then, the address:Heaven, everywhere,In the […]

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On Disappearing Children and Distinctive Dinner Guest

Sometime between my turning the mashed potatoes green and my hanging the sign announcing that the deadly diner was open, my children disappeared.    All five of them.   Don’t feel sorry for me, though.  I didn’t linger long in loneliness.    Before I knew it my dinner table was filled with these oddly familiar characters. […]

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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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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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When You Long To Be Beautiful

  I sent my littlest boy to kindergarten this year.  Now he hops on the school bus with the rest of the big kids and waves at me until he’s disappeared into a muted yellow smear at the bottom of the hill. But today, when his three-year-old sister and I curled up without him in the […]

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