My friend Everly Pleasant (don’t you love her pen name?!) just got a new self-hosted WordPress blog. Her design complete, old Blogger posts imported, she wrote a post on Blogger announcing her new domain name and blog. And she thought she was all set. Until I emailed her: “Aren’t you going to redirect your feeds…
Some days, it feels as if I’m living on borrowed time. When the images of September 11 fill my Facebook feed like they filled our television screen eleven years ago. But my loved ones weren’t there in those pictures. When I remember that yesterday was the eleventh anniversary of when my sister-in-law pulled out in…
They spin and they twirl and they stand on their tip toes (preferably in the sunlight streaming through the window so they can watch their shadow dance). In their mind’s eye, they are as graceful as the Ballet Magnificat. “Aren’t I so lovely, Mommy?” the one asks in all confidence. And I agree. Smiling at…
“There are hundreds of ways that heartache can rip through our lives. The kind of pain doesn’t change the truth. God is the same no matter what type of agony we face.” -Natasha Metzler in Pain Redeemed Natasha’s story is one of infertility. Maybe yours is of a broken relationship. Or of a sick child….
in honor of our second daughter’s third birthday I’m posting her birth story… originally written September & October, 2009 Dear Mary Kate, During your first week of life, your daddy commented on how quickly one adjusts to a “new normal.” And when your Grandma kissed you goodbye when you were two weeks and two days…
Sundays are just plain hard when there are little ones in the house. Either your plans of sleeping in fell to naught and everyone was grumpy and tired the entire time you were getting ready for church. Or you actually did sleep in and therefore everything was rushed and you were finally getting into the…
I stuffed my purse full of Kleenex because I knew Angie Smith would be speaking. God knew I’d catch a cold and be carrying around an entire box of Kleenex before the conference was over. I was looking forward to the weekend as a time of refreshment and renewal. God had already given Angie the…
Maybe I’m prejudiced because my dad raised lambs and my mom collected sheep décor and figurines. But I don’t think children’s book illustrations get much cuter than DaySpring’s “Really Woolly” pictures. The new Really Woolly Bedtime Bible Promises, published by Tommy Nelson, is no exception. Filled with rhyming promises and reminders from “You Are Forgiven”…
Who died, but came alive again? Who came to rescue you and win? Who came to make all things brand new Who did it all for love of you? Sing and dance and leap and run His name is Jesus, little one. -“Jesus is Alive” on Big Stories for Little Ones by Rain for Roots…
My cousin Lindy asked me for some blogging tips in anticipation of trying to keep all of us up-to-date on her time overseas as a nanny. So here are a few tips for Lindy—and for the rest of you who are just blogging for the fun of it, blogging to keep Grandma in the loop….
That second I realize I’m going to have to stretch to reach it and every muscle tightens in anticipation rather than relaxing to bend and extend. That moment I realize I’m going to be stretched beyond my comfortable status quo and everything within me is taut with fear. That is when I realize I can…
There are days when I can’t even connect the dots of my own feelings enough to know what I’d say if I had the words. The only phrases I can string together come from sad mad Country songs and I wonder if songwriters are always in a state of emotional conflict. Other days the sun…
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