The Overflow! where souls are filled and faith is spilled

Mercy in the Middle of the Mess

When I stepped through the girls’ bedroom door, it looked like I’d stumbled on a crime scene. Half-dressed Barbie dolls lay strewn across the floor, shreds of clumpy white cotton balls littered the carpet like misplaced clouds that had fallen out of the summer sky. And a pool of bright pink nail polish silently sabotaged the only […]

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The Inspire Series: Dream Girl

 I remember sitting on a baby-bear chair in the back of the first grade classroom.  Me.  And twenty other moms wiping sweat beads off of our foreheads on a sultry May day near the school year’s end.  The kids were lined up in a perfect row in front of the whiteboard at the classroom’s head. Each child […]

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If the School Year has Left Your Arms a Little Empty…

  I stood in the preschool parking lot feeling naked last week. No wigglers dangling willy nilly from my limbs, no pudgy little fingers wrapping themselves around my neck, no wet pink lips accessorizing my ears with secrets.  Just me and my empty hands. I swatted those stray tears that refused to stay perched in […]

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Redemption Song (Why the World Needs your Story, even that Messy One!)

  Everyone needs a friend who can spy beauty in bedlam; a friend who can extract something marvelous out of the mess. Everyone needs a friend who can lasso hope in the hurt and discover purpose in the pain. My dear friend Ashley Larkin is that kind of friend. She’s a woman who inspires me […]

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I’m still prejudiced

This year, when I packed away our Fisher Price nativity set, I didn’t return Jesus to the attic. I hid him in the bathroom instead. It was a fleeting and crazy idea to get my whole family to keep their eyes open in the new year, a goofy plan to keep my clan LOOKING for […]

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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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