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THE KID SPEAKS!
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Mom and I are both crying less. Hey, it's growth. http://t.co/XdxKV3uFcu 6 hours ago
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Mom and Juliet do NOT do needlepoint, so stop asking: http://t.co/naVbtIJW2I 1 day ago
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RT @WheelhouseRev: 2 sassy Christian women talk about #BiblicalWomanhood over martinis & of course #needlepoint @msvedral @sweetbabyjep htt… 1 day ago
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Monthly Archives: December 2012
The Word(s)
I don’t know where I belong…but I can write a song. –The Lumineers I sat across the table from my friend a couple of weeks ago, before the holidays kicked into high gear, and we discussed life. … Continue reading
Always on the Eve
Just sitting here quietly waiting (aren’t we always, for something? maybe because something bigger is coming?) and thinking about a king-turned-baby, a trough-turned-crib, a word-turned-flesh, a God-turned-man, and how, if Christmas happened… anything is possible.
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Don’t Cover Your Eyes
I’m not good at empathy. Never have been. It actually took having a kid to drill that quality into my heart, an extreme measure on God’s part to empty me of myself, but maybe he was running out of options? … Continue reading
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Will Write for Attention
She doesn’t know it yet, but we’re best friends.
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To My Son, on His First Birthday*
*to be read while listening to Alexi Murdoch’s “Orange Sky” for maximum emotional impact. Dear Leveler of my pride, Wrecker of my schedule, Crusher of my pretense, Invader of my heart…Agent of grace, Well. One year. Were there times when … Continue reading
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In the Story
Last Saturday, The Husband and I zipped The Kid into his reindeer fleece and headed to Roswell’s town square for their annual lighting. Their square is cooler than ours (because we don’t have one), and it’s the halfway point between … Continue reading
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