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The Reason I’m Shrinking (And if you’re a mom, you might be, too!)

“Mom, I think you’re shrinking.” My firstborn stands beside me, the tip of his blonde head occupying the space above mine. He casts me one of his infectious grins as he puffs out his chest and holds his shoulders tall to prove the truth of his declaration. I stretch myself up on tiptoe so I […]

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Why Every Mom Needs A Bouquet of Wilted Flowers This Mother’s Day

Welcome, friends! I’m so glad you’re here. If you’re stopping by from Encouragement for Today, I hope you’ll find a little bit more encouragement in this humble place I call home. If you’re new to the Overflow, please kick off your shoes and stay a while. Splash in the puddles of hope or just sit […]

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The Day I Lied About Motherhood

I remember sitting at my first mom’s group and contemplating whether I should tell a lie.  We were crammed into an empty Sunday School room on a Thursday morning; six moms, two cast-off gold recliners and an ugly green couch. But nobody seemed bothered by the tight quarters or the thread-bare cushions. We were just […]

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The Secret to Hearing from Heaven

When Lizzy was four-and-a-half, God gave her a new pair of ears.    At least that’s what she told me one February morning as I spread vanilla frosting over the cupcakes we were preparing for snack time at preschool.   It’s been nearly a decade since that memorable day, but I can still picture my […]

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When You’re Longing for Home…

Last month, he cried when the moon rose high.  When the Legos had been put away and the ping-pong paddles had been laid to rest, when he’d slipped into his flannel green pajama pants and he’d climbed into that top bunk, he’d remember where he was. Or maybe where he wasn’t.   The shadows dance differently on […]

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When You’re Longing for Home…

Last month, he cried when the moon rose high.  When the Legos had been put away and the ping-pong paddles had been laid to rest, when he’d slipped into his flannel green pajama pants and he’d climbed into that top bunk, he’d remember where he was. Or maybe where he wasn’t.   The shadows dance differently […]

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Why We all Need Thanksgiving More than Black Friday

She’s bagging my Monday morning groceries as Maggie hops up and down in front of the candy display, and she doesn’t even chuckle at the sight of those princess pajamas sticking out from beneath my daughter’s fuzzy pink coat.  On any other Monday morning, she would have.  On a different Monday morning, one that didn’t happen […]

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When You Need Faith for the Next Step…

We once found an old rope ladder hanging from a tree in the middle of the woods, me and a gaggle of seventh-grade girls who were rushing through the timber at church camp the summer of my thirteenth year.  For some reason, that memory surfaced while I was lying in the top bunk next to my […]

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When Grace Falls Like Snow

She notices the leafless limbs on our drive to preschool. “Mommy, what happen to their golden gowns?” The twinge of  alarm in her voice interrupts the grocery list I’m scripting in my head.  “Whose gowns?” I ask, trying to shift my focus from frozen peas to the four-year-old in the seat behind me.  “The trees. […]

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Hope When You’re Stuck in the Middle

Hannah is the sensitive one in our family.  When she was a baby, she cried day and night. When she was a preschooler, she cried when her big brother pulled on her pigtail and yelped, “ride em’ pony!”   When she was a kindergartner, she lay in bed and cried for “all the kids who don’t have mommies […]

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