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Walk with Him Wednesdays: When I’m Tempted to Leave Easter Behind

He discovered the purple egg as he snuck through the tall grass on Monday morning. Armed with a butterfly net and the will of a seasoned hunter, his eyes were on the flutter of orange wings, not on the dirt beneath his feet. Until he heard the crunch.  The sound stopped his fast feet in […]

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A Servant’s Prayer

  Lately, one of my girls’ favorite past times  is playing “servants.”    I believe this unique version of playing house was inspired by one of the Dear America books that Hannah just finished reading. Filled with excerpts from a young slave girl’s diary written during the civil war, this true story captured Hannah’s compassionate heart.   When Hannah convinces her siblings […]

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How God Keeps an Author Humble

On Tuesday,I visited Hannah’s second grade class as a special guest. Her sweet teacher had asked me to come and talk to the kids about being a “real author.” The writing curriculum the students are exploring this year emphasizes the whole process of creating good writing. So my job was to talk a bit about […]

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Multitude on Mondays: Why Bumping into Jesus is Better than the Bottomless Cup of Coffee…

When my youngest girls were younger still, they unwittingly painted a beautiful portrait of spiritual refreshment during an ordinary sister mishap on a far-from extraordinary winter’s day. Though this scene unfolded on my dirty kitchen floor two years ago, I think of it often when my soul is parched and dry. And I thank Jesus for the […]

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Multitudes on Mondays: When We Realize Ordinary Life is an Extraordinary Gift

  She stands in front of the small potted plants and studies the design of each leaf.  Fingers the dry black soil. Wonders which one will grow best on the dresser in her bedroom.  She’d asked long ago if she could please have something of her own to grow. Something beautiful and alive. And I’d […]

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She stands in front of the small potted plants and studies the design of each leaf.  Fingers the dry black soil. Wonders which one will grow best on the dresser in her bedroom.  She’d asked long ago if she could please have something of her own to grow. Something beautiful and alive. And I’d promised […]

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The Greatest Gift A Mom Can Give Her Children

The decorations from our Valentine’s dinner still hang in our kitchen. And candy and cards are still strewn through the kids’ bedrooms, cheerful left-overs from their class parties at school. No one’s quite ready to wrap up our fourteen days of love. But this morning when I slipped out of bed to linger with Jesus […]

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Multitudes on Mondays: When Giving the World isn’t Enough…

I am sliding folded laundry into drawers in the dark when his empty bed catches my eye. His pinstriped sheets are still rumpled in a wad at the foot of the mattress. His faded old comforter dangles carelessly off the edge of the top bunk. His pillow holds a splotch of moonlight that’s slipped in through […]

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What God’s Word Has to Say about Bedhead, according to a five-year-old expert

  It’s not every day that a five-year-old leaves his mom speechless because of something he says.  Don’t get me wrong, my five-year-old most certainly has the ability to leave me dumbfounded now and then. I’ve been left speechless because of his stunt-dives in the grocery store; speechless because of his groovy dances that could […]

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His Chosen Ones

She was one of a mob of children sitting cross-legged on the floor. I couldn’t see her eyes hiding behind tousled pigtails, but I could tell by the stiff posture of her shoulders that she was listening intently to the young woman at the front of the room, the woman who held the list.     […]

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