*My apologies to the United States Army for appropriating their byline. When I was little, we often went for sleepovers at my Grandma Willenbrecht’s house, where we drank whole milk unfiltered from a local farm, looked at children’s books she had made herself by pasting magazine pictures of animals into scrapbooks, and made cassette tapes…
We were watching a competition show on TV last night, and one of the judges tried to encourage a young contestant by telling him, “Remember: You’re enough. You’ve always been enough.” And I lit up. I’m so mad right now just thinking about it that I can feel my pulse rate going up. Do you…
Hello friends! Today my guys and I are packing up and heading to Wyoming for vacation. I can hardly wait to see my mommy, and that’s just the truth. I’ll be taking a rest from blogging over the next few weeks, while I enjoy my family. I know you all will be playing hard, too,…
Hours I spent on the downstairs bathroom, with a sheetrock mud palette in my left hand and a trowel in the other. I hadn’t taped and mudded before, but it didn’t seem too complicated. When I was nearly complete with the huge job, a friend stopped by and followed me downstairs to see my project….
Partly it’s because she lives just north of me in Canada that I feel this connection to her -and partly it’s because I appreciate the story of how she has been getting to know who God is through her experience with anorexia, caring for her sick mother, and now through parenting three little ones while…
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