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If I had my life to live over, I would have updated my status less and listened more. I would have invited friends over to dinner instead of posting pictures of my food on Instagram. I would have remembered how wonderful it is for the imagination to be bored, how…
Just a few little things that… lighten my load make me laugh stir my heart make me think bring me joy…. I think your mama might like them, too. *For all the physical and every spiritual mama everywhere* (Giveaways marked with an * and guidelines somewhere near the end.)  …
‘I’ll speak up.’ Mo says this in the introduction to, I believe, one of the most important conversations of our time the church can enter into in her book Sex, Jesus, and the Conversations the Church Forgot. It’s the truth I’ve known of my friend from the…
Less than three years into our marriage and so late one night it was more early morning, my husband and I found ourselves with a new baby and casually discussing our divorce. To my sleepless, hormone-warped brain, someone describing heat to a person who’s never touched a hot…
Hey girl, Listen. I need to talk to you. It’s not about the hole in the ozone you’re singlehandedly responsible for because of the Aqua Net in that perm of yours or that you need to forgive your dad earlier and love him better because he won’t…
Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by. ~Carl Sandburg Where did your joy go? I asked this of my reflection in the foggy bathroom mirror last year. I remember studying the crinkle in my brow and specifically not answering myself. Where…
Just a few little things that… lighten my load make me laugh stir my heart make me think bring me joy…. I think you might like them, too. Brianna’s Blush Wine Vinaigrette, your local grocer, $2.98 If Brianna’s Blush Wine Vinaigrette were water, I could get…
You got to leave a tender moment alone. ~Billy Joel ‘Mom, let me see your phone.’ My middle unhooked her arm from around my waist to square up her fingers like a frame around an enormous patch of flowers in every color there is. I know what she’s doing…
They committed themselves to the teaching of the apostles, the life together, the common meal, and the prayers. Acts 2:42, The Message ‘Why do we have to go?’ ‘Because they’re family that’s why.’ They’re weird, there’s always lima beans, and I would rather stay home…
I can’t remember for sure but it feels like my first introduction to Jesus was probably to his clear set of rules. In my world of chaos, the thought of some sort of blueprint was appealing even if I thought early on most of the consequences for rule-breaking…