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2013 August

Archives for August 2013

Worship

Joining Five Minute Fridays with Lisa-Jo today. Thankful for an opportunity to capture a few thoughts in the midst of the crazy beauty of our new life (three biological boys plus two foster children). Prompt: Worship There’s a beauty in the gross things. The little things. The things that make you sweat. The things that […]

Hate Mail

The moment can come in the middle of the Costco parking lot. (Hypothetically speaking, of course.) That moment when the line between keeping it together and losing it completely is a bit hazy and the behavior of one child is like a stack of hate mail sitting on your heart. When you read the words […]

Tomorrow Might Be Our Day

I found myself awake in the middle of the night. It is hard to separate myself from this woman who has never really slept well–the one who carries thoughts that swirl around in her head usually manifesting themselves in sleepwalking and sleeptalking and a general flip-flopping within her sheets. This night was probably just the […]