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Six Things I learned in June
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Things I learned in June: 1. Turning thirty is not too bad and facebook changes your bday experience. It’s the new version of getting cards in the mail and I have to say that I like it better.  See this post for what I learned in my twenties. 2. If you take your four and five year old to the beach, you will: almost...

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Beach Body: The Golden Calf
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It’s the season for swimming with my kids–a lot.  And we’re headed to Gulf Shores this weekend on a family trip we have been anticipating a long time.  While donning a swimsuit is never a super-confident affair for most women, it’s a little aggravated when you find yourself headed out to the beach at the 15 weeks pregnant looking not pregnant but just extra...

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Appointed to You Alone
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I am a huge Lord of the Rings fan. I revisit the books and movies every couple years, and new themes and elements strike me each time. Recently, I was struck by a truth that I need in my every day life. Frodo is just beginning to learn about the monumental power of the evil ring in his possession and he feels inadequate (rightly...

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In Defense of Unsolicited Advice
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It’s pretty vogue these days in the blogging world to write rant-blogs on the unsolicited advice often received by  parents of small children.  Spew some annoyance in a witty way and everyone cheers via clicks and “likes” and feels vengeful towards the culprits.  It’s equally popular to write blog posts about the hardships of parenting, some of which assure you that you are not...

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A Love that Changes Everything
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As I made my way into Wal-Mart on a Friday afternoon, I walked past a couple arguing angrily with each other, dropping expletives like bombs.  The place was crowded, so I made a beeline for the card aisle to pick out a Father’s Day card.  But while trying to immerse myself in the task of picking out just the right card, another angry conversation...

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Dear Abby, On Finding Your Way
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Dear Abby,  It’s the summer of 2013, you are five going on six, and I want to give you a memory of yourself that you should hold onto throughout life. I am expecting your third little brother or sister (we don’t know yet), have been predictably nauseous for weeks now, and at the ripe old age of five, you ask me countless times on...

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It’s Your Funeral
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The first time I heard my husband preach a funeral sermon, I confess that I squirmed in my seat. I had never heard anyone preach a funeral like this. I peeked around me to see if anyone looked offended. . . Read the rest of the story here today, at The Gospel...

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Very Small Bites
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Very Small Bites

Jun 10, 2013 by

           Ben cut out farm animals while Abby wrote a story about a snail named Sammy while Isaac ran around without a diaper for a perilous ten minutes, without incident.   By the time Tim had chased him down, thighs, cheeks and tummy bouncing down the hall in time with his broad bare feet, Abby was on to handwriting practice...

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Turtles, Toddlers, and Library Lenience
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Summer.  All the chicks are in the nest with Abby home from kindergarten, and the days are long. Good, lazy long, but also just. . . long.  Is it bedtime yet? Not even close. The kids haven’t wielded the dreaded phrase (I’m bored) yet, so I’m thankful for that, but the fighting has increased. But glimpses of grace help. Last night, after some special...

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What Summer Feels Like
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Summer tastes like orange dreamsicle cupcakes Sonic for lunch with the windows down pasta primavera iced tea, every day. Summer smells like roses continually on my table, stacks of library books everywhere freshly cut grass. Summer feels like lazy afternoons in the pool in place of baths house swept clean of excess, toys organized late bedtimes and long mornings lazing in pjs. Family games...

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Depression and Believers: Where is God?
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My husband and I have been struggling to acclimate our toddler from a crib to his new toddler bed. Every night he wanders out of bed into his dark room, crying, not understanding the change we have made. As a believer who has struggled with mild depression, I thought how much we are all like my poor toddler: crying in the dark, confused about...

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Ten Lessons from my Twenties (may they rest in peace)
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Here is my theory: I am all the ages I’ve ever been. You realize this at some point about your child–even when your kid is sixteen, you can see all the ages in him, the baby wrapped up like a burrito, the one-year-old about to walk, the four-year-old napping, the ten-year-old on a trampoline. . . every age we’ve ever been is who we...

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