The Overflow! where souls are filled and faith is spilled

When You Just Need A Glimpse of Your Father

  I close my eyes as the bell choir fills the sanctuary with angelic chimes. I turn from the daunting pulpit reserved on this morning for me, and I focus on breathing deep the peals of peace. My churning stomach refuses to comply. You have nothing worth saying, the Enemy taunts as I pray for […]

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Celebrating the Small Stuff!

  One of our favorite children’s books, Mrs. Muddle’s Holidays, tells the tale of a playful old woman who moves into a new neighborhood. As the children on her street watch closely, they notice that Mrs. Muddle is a bit different than the rest of the neighbors. Plainly put, Mrs. Muddle is just MORE fun. […]

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  One of our favorite children’s books, Miss Muddle’s Holidays, tells the tale of a playful old woman who moves into a new neighborhood. As the children on her street watch closely, they notice that Miss Muddle is a bit different than the rest of the neighbors. Plainly put, Miss Muddle is just MORE fun. […]

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The Mark of the Master: A Parable for Parents

  As promised, over the next few days, I’ll be sharing a parable for parents that I wrote many years ago. At the time, I was a new mommy struggling with the “make” of the child God had entrusted to me. I’m ashamed to admit it, but many times over the course of those first […]

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Family Faith and Fun Fridays: Creation Quest

For the word of God is alive and powerful. It is sharper than the sharpest two-edged sword, cutting between soul and spirit, between joint marrow. It exposes our innermost thoughts and desires.   -Hebrews 4:12   Welcome to Family Faith and Fun Fridays! As the week winds down and I anticipate more family time over the weekend, I often […]

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When Waves Roar

  At high noon, she embraced the water with sheer delight. A snapshot of joy beneath the vast Michigan sky, she waltzed with the waves and shimmied with the splashing blue.  Her brothers and sisters echoed Little one’s pleasure. With less drama and more daring, they dove into the white-capped rush and let the rolling […]

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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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Seat Belt for the Soul

    Our summer began with the dreaded task of shopping for a new vehicle. It was not a matter of choice, but a matter of crunch. One moment the kids and I had been chatting about school picnics and wheeling home in steady after-school traffic, and in the next moment, we were jolted to a […]

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The Thrash for Joy

                  I was stashing dinner’s smudged remains in the dish washer at ten o’clock last night when I heard the moan. Rob had taken our wilting baby to the E.R. for a round of I.V. fluids in hopes of giving her dehydrated body a lift. I had stayed behind to tuck the other four into bed […]

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Crazy Joy

An over sized laundry basket sits at my feet, pink fuzzy blankets and pinstriped sheets spilling over its wide tan brim. My weary toddler, exhausted from a long blurred night of the stomach flu, is curled up on the beanbag nearby, her flushed face nuzzled on her brother’s lap.  And I am sitting on the couch’s edge with […]

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