The Overflow! where souls are filled and faith is spilled

On Living A Beautiful Life (What a Mom can Learn from a Teenage Daughter!)

August 4, 2013 Dear Elizabeth Grace, Happy Birthday, sweet daughter! I can’t believe you are already a teenager. Didn’t I just bring you home wrapped in that soft pink blanket Grandma had bought to replace all those blue ones I’d packed in my hospital bag? Didn’t I just make a hundred phone calls to tell […]

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I Love You Lots and Cows

After fifteen years of motherhood, I’ve developed an affinity for moms who are REAL.  You know, the kind- the ones who can laugh over their toddler’s latest tantrum in the grocery store and cry with you when you’re overwhelmed with potty-training.  And even more than REAL, I love having a friend who understands what this gig […]

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When Your Salsa Sprouts Eyes

Lately, I have the niggling feeling that I’m being watched.  When I open the refrigerator or walk into the bathroom, when I reach for a baseball glove in the garage or grab a tissue in the kitchen, I’m greeted by a pair of eyes. The googly kind, of course.   It’s my own fault, really.  This […]

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Five Minute Friday: How to Make Your Son’s Heart Soar

I am chopping carrots and stirring the wild rice when he races into the kitchen. The long day, is not nearly over, but hungry ones cry crabby for something besides the popsicles I’ve been shoving into their hands all afternoon. I push the lunch dishes aside to make room for the pan that holds the […]

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The Search {how idolatry sometimes wears hashtags)

The first time I read Kelli Woodford’s words, I sat awestruck and then read them again, slowly.  Some things just can’t be swallowed fast. Some things need to be savored and chewed and allowed to sift from head to heart. Kelli’s writing is one of those things. After meeting Kelli through  this sweet band of sisters […]

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Why I Don’t Want to Get Rid of That Trap Set that Once Gave Me a Headache!

We have a flashy trap set in our basement. We bought it a few years ago when our firstborn convinced us that it was time to trade his trumpet for drum sticks and rock-star dreams. When we first got those drums, Luke would go down into the basement and just pound away. Our whole house […]

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For Those Days When You’re Not Feeling Like Mom-of-the-Year…

When she’d said it, the hairs on my arms had stood up at rapt attention. I don’t know why the simple obvious had sounded so profound coming out of a four-year-old’s mouth.  Maybe it’s the way she exclaims every word like she’s inviting me to a party, or the way she choreographs each sentence with […]

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When Life Feels Complicated…

There are mud boots scattered slovenly across my deck and sand shovels dotting the yard.  There are sticky splats of spilled dish soap on my front step and abandoned bubble wands by the welcome mat. There are dirt pies baking on the back patio and pieces of sidewalk chalk streaming up and down the driveway […]

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When You Realize Those Kids Beneath Your Roof Aren’t Really Yours

She’s not yours. The holy whisper had interrupted my morning regimen a few years ago as I’d cuddled a pajama-clad toddler before sunrise.  Maggie’s soft sweaty ringlets had tickled my nose while I’d breathed deep her sleepy morning scent.  And though I usually welcome the voice of wisdom, on that particular day, the invasive words had jolted […]

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When You Feel Like You Don’t Measure Up…

When Joshua was a toddler he accessorized every outfit with a bulky silver tape measure.  Clipped to his waistband or hooked through a belt loop, the shiny carpenter’s tool was handy for appraising just about anything—toy tractors, cereal boxes, diaper pails and skateboards.  Despite the fact that the measurements were useless to a three-year-old who […]

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