The Overflow! where souls are filled and faith is spilled

Glory Glimpses

  Gold is slowly replacing the green beyond my window. Soon we’ll trade a sultry hallelujah for harvest’s quiet hope. But for now, I’m savoring  the subtle glimpses of glory that ride on the coattails of summer.       Glory Glimpses     Doubters say You are not real, Just mere imagination. But your fingerprints […]

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Walk With Me

On the night before school began, I asked all of my children the same question as I tucked them into bed. “What’s your favorite memory from this summer?“ While most of the kids mentioned the BIG WOWs-– vacation activities, amusement park visits, water park outings, and beach trips– Lizzy thought for a moment and then replied, […]

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My Dream Come True

Eighteen years ago today I curled up for the last time on the edge of the twin bed I’d slept in since I was a little girl. I had just one hour before the hairdresser would pile my blond hair on top of my head and secure my bejeweled white veil. Two hours before I would […]

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Passport to Purity

I’m packing suitcases this morning and praying as I go. Soon my firstborn daughter and I will hit the road for our highly-anticipated Passport to Purity get-away. We are looking forward to three days and two nights of sheer girl time and we’re ready for some deep conversations about the path that lies ahead of […]

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Simplicity

Not long ago I ran across a poem I’d scribbled years ago in the margin of a Bible study.  This summer, when I picked the study up once again, I was moved to tears by these words–not because the words themselves are beautiful, but because the cry of my heart hasn’t changed since the day […]

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A Mother’s Prayer

                  A Mother’s Prayer   As the sun beckons  A new day to start, Lord draw me near  To your loving heart. Grant me grace  So I might be A mother  Impacting eternity. May all I say And all I do Turn my child’s heart  Toward you. So […]

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The Sister Step!

  My big sister turned forty today, and we celebrated her stepping into her fourth decade with an unusual birthday tree. As I mused on all the steps we’ve shared in my thirty-eight-and-a-half-years, I penned this simple poem of gratitude. A sister is a gift. But a sister who walks with Christ is a gift […]

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An Invitation

 Ever since our Easter Tree experience, I’ve been thinking about what it takes to live a come-and-see life. As  I lingered in the Word this morning, I was reminded once again that invitational living both begins and ends with Christ. First, I must respond to Christ’s invitation to come. Then, and only then, I can invite others to do the same.   […]

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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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Poured Out

I woke today feeling– well– poured out; an apt pun for a woman who has dumped puke buckets all week. But as I mopped the kitchen floor that had been splattered with my next flu victim’s gift of half-digested breakfast foods and chocolate milk, I remembered a prayer penned by one of my favorite lovers of Jesus. And in […]

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