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Posted on October 4, 2020October 4, 2020

Who I am and why I’m here

I’m a Christian working mom who is married to a pastor who is a former Marine. I am a mother of six and grandmother of one. Once upon a time, my husband and I sold everything we had and served as missionaries overseas. But I’m so much more than that. I am also a woman …

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Posted on February 1, 2021February 2, 2021

Letting my foot hang over the edge

Monsters are real. I’ve known this for quite a while now, even though it has taken me years to say it out loud. The monsters never look how I imagined them, but I recognize them when I see them. As little kids we know the danger is real. We can feel it and hear it …

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Posted on October 31, 2020October 31, 2020

I am worth more than leftovers

It took me a long time to realize this, but I am worth more than leftovers. I can and should lay down my rights for yours and forgive seventy times seven and give my life for a brother, BUT there’s sacrificial giving and then there’s self-sacrificing living, and there’s a fine line between the two. …

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Posted on October 3, 2020October 3, 2020

Sometimes I bow my head and whisper your name

You may not know this about me, but sometimes when the world has gone quiet and I’m alone with my thoughts, I bow my head and whisper your name. You may be sick or studying for a test or reeling from a broken heart or picking up the pieces of a shattered dream. You may …

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Posted on July 23, 2020July 24, 2020

I was okay . . . until I wasn’t

I thought I had it all under control. One day while we were living in Pennsylvania for part of our missionary training, I took the kids and went to WalMart for a supply run. The lady behind me in the checkout line saw me paying for fabric with my four daughters in tow and sporting …

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Posted on April 4, 2020October 4, 2020

Someone forgot to tell the flowers

I am working at my computer while my cat chews the cords and my son asks what’s for lunch and my husband walks by and kisses the top of my head. I am well rested because it’s a much shorter distance to my dining room table than my office across the river, and the gym …

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Posted on November 21, 2019October 4, 2020

this is my time, and these are my people

I wasn't born yesterday. I wasn't around when my ancestors left Ireland, Scotland, and Germany in search of something worth leaving everything. I'm glad I didn't have to pick a side during the Civil War, fighting with friends and family over more than social media. I'm thankful I missed out on those early days before …

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Posted on October 10, 2019

I found myself somewhere spectacular

I don’t always know where I’m going, but I definitely know where I’ve been I have been to lots of places this year. I’ve shown up to some of the same old places, like work and church and the grocery store. I’ve gotten gas and run through drive-thrus and filled prescriptions. But a few times …

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Posted on July 11, 2019October 4, 2020

Survivors of the Healthy Hearts

There are those among us who have seen things – things we wish we had not seen – and we will never be the same. We walk around like everyone else. We go to work, buy our groceries, and wash our cars. But there is a pain that would glare as brightly as a neon …

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Posted on June 5, 2019October 4, 2020

Sometimes we get a front row seat

If there is no God, then who just bought my lunch?   I had been having a bad week - well, more like a bad month - but all of a sudden, everything changed for the better in ways I never imagined.   This doesn’t mean God is real. Nor does it mean things are …

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