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Dear Tim,
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Dear Tim,

Oct 28, 2014 by

Dear Timothy You rushed out the door this morning. We hustled around crunching on the Cheerios fallen like casualties from Susanna’s high chair, you found the kids’ backpacks on the front step where they had been all night long, and we didn’t get Benjamin in the requisite Sweats Day clothes for Spirit week because he was too stubborn to put on the windpants. We...

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The Beauty of Baby Steps
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Good Enough is the Enemy of Perfection and Perfection is the enemy of Done. -Pinterest mashup It’s Friday! In honor of Friday, the weekend, and all the joyfully lowered expectations that come with it, I want to celebrate baby steps. I think baby steps are so underrated, don’t you? We love Completion, and Perfection, and Arrival. But what about persistence, and growth, and I’m Getting...

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Dear Friend
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Dear Friend

Oct 22, 2014 by

Dear friend, I’m having one of those days. The ones when the sun is shining and the leaves are changing, but my feelings don’t match. I’m feeling icky in all the places. Insecure. Vulnerable. Not good enough. So, I started thinking, what would I say to you? Because often, what I would say to you is different than what I would say to myself. Jesus didn’t...

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Running
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Running

Oct 20, 2014 by

I consider I have probably spent a good part of my life running. Emotionally. Running scared, running away from what I should face, running to keep up on the hamster wheel of Expectations. The one kind of running I didn’t do enough was the kind my body and mind and heart could really use–actual running. I knew I needed to, want to be consistent...

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Waves of Change
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Waves of Change

Oct 14, 2014 by

Every morning I wake up to changes. I noticed the first bold red leaf in our backyard about two weeks ago. Someone always has to be the first to change. Now the green melts daily into a rosy palette of autumnal color. We’re moving again. New neighborhood, house, neighbors, even a new school for the kids. Of course this means I’ve been having water...

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The Hardest Thing
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I sat on a squishy maroon couch, feet tucked together, eyes downcast. I hung my head in shame even as I took one of the most courageous steps of my life. I looked down at her toenails across the floor from my sandals. The big toe was aqua, the next purple, alternating. She spoke to me and I looked briefly at her face before...

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For All the Parents, Everywhere
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Momastary says that parenting is like being pecked to death by merciless chickens. Yes. Especially when the children are young.   And especially at dinner time. Lord have mercy! Can I ask you something today? Are your kids fed?  Are they sleeping in beds?  Are they whole and in one piece? You’re doing a good job, Mom and Dad. Our generation of parents are so...

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Why I’d Rather Have a Prodigal Son
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We have four children now, but when our first daughter was only a year old, my husband made a rather shocking statement. I’d rather Abby be a prodigal son than a legalistic Pharisee.  It’s better to spend a season in the far country than an eternity in hell. It pierced my heart to think about Abby going through a season of rebellion, but slowly,...

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Six Reasons Why We Don’t Do the Things We Love
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Six Reasons Why We Don’t Do the Things We Love And how it limits our productivity We live in a work-a-day world. If we are swept up in the currents of the time, we could possibly find ourselves too exhausted to enjoy the lives we’ve been given. Embracing a simpler life is not just about cutting out stress, it’s also about finding time to do...

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To See Them Again
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We have the best parents. In the middle of the stress of home shopping/buying, both sets have given us overnight weekend care of our kiddos. Each time I get that kind of lengthy parenting break, I seem to follow the same pattern. First, a giddy sense of freedom: I can watch what I want on TV!  I can eat in the living room instead...

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Lessons from Dad
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Dear Dad, Today is your birthday.  I find it really fun that you were born on October 1, 1950 because it is such an easy date to remember, all round and happy numbers.  I called you this morning to say Happy Birthday and you were full of questions about me instead.  How like you.   But I will not let you brush it aside. It’s the day...

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