writing
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Being Merciful
It was a random Friday night during my late 20s, driving my little navy blue Nissan Sentra with manual locks and windows and pop-on hub caps. I was on my way home from some shindig or another, just me in the car…listening to the radio, singing along and mind racing and just wanting to be Continue reading
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Thanksday #92
As soon as church was over last night, Paxton turned to me suddenly and said, “I think I might frow up.” Which for him, usually means he’s exhausted and ready to go to bed, especially since it was literally 10 minutes from his bedtime. So I poo-poo’d his supposed “nausea” and headed out to say Continue reading
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Being Forgiving
It’s different when you’re a wife. Or a mama. Or a close friend. That gentle forgiveness you so easily give when there’s been a personal offense suddenly morphs into a hideous, spitting monster and a new level of ugly bursts forth from your heart when your daughter’s feelings get hurt…or your son gets pushed on Continue reading
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My Advent
We planned an induction for him. We had just moved to the mountains six weeks earlier, at the end of October on a weekend when a freak snowfall happened and I smiled into falling snowflakes as I felt God whisper, Welcome home. Since I was very great with child, the stories came at me like a Continue reading
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No Vacancy
There is NO. ROOM. at this inn. Why? Well… I wrote for almost THIRTY ONE DAYS IN A ROW the same month we launched This Thing. And then it was Halloween and I wore an afro. And then it was November and our church had a luau. (Because of course!) And I wrote about naked Continue reading
