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Time Flies Away
“But now I am six and as clever as clever – I think I’ll stay six forever and ever!” My youngest daughter chanted at me one recent morning with a smile lighting her whole face. For a fleeting second, I wished that could be true. Could I keep her six forever and ever? For me,…
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Rooted Through Our Identity as Makers
In season three of the History Channel show Alone, contestant Zachary Fowler kept his hands and mind busy by creating all sorts of unique items saying, “I’m a maker; that’s just who I am.” After watching, my oldest daughter took to saying proudly, after a difficult diagnosis, “I may have Celiac, but God made me a…
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Advent When I’m Not Feeling It
Sweat dampened the back of my shirt as I held up the upper branches of our very fake, very plastic Christmas tree while my husband tightened the brackets holding the lower branches, which were quite droopy. “Think we can swing one more year out of it?” I ask. “Maybe after Christmas is the time to…
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On Turning Three and the Passing of Time
Over this past weekend, my youngest turned three years old. She’s been convincing everyone in her path that she’s B-I-G for a year now, no argument there. Her requests for her special day were a “sparkly” cake and paper dolls. Anything for you, Babe (because she is my baby). And so with butterflies hanging from…
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Let Them See
A couple of weeks ago, Ben and I got into it – right as I was dishing dinner onto plates. It was that time of day where everyone is a bit tired, emotions run high, my tank is empty, and there’s still quite a bit of work to be done. I can’t even remember now…
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Minimalism is Not the Gospel
Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves do not break in or steal; for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.…
