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The Most Powerful Three Words That Are Not “I Love You.”
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It is finished. These words, the last exhalation of life slipping from Jesus’s lips to signify the end of all things old and dead and bloody and corrupted.  What seemed like a humiliating conclusion to a bloody spectacle was in fact the final, victorious fulfillment of a battle He chose to lose. What it is finished means to me. It means the end of fearful toil, ceaseless...

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What Grace Looks Like
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The snow drifted down lazily this morning and so did the kids from their beds. We all lounged indolently in the living room and the fire winked at us from its grate. Ben curled up next to me where I was stretched out by the fire–my favorite spot. Isaac climbed into Tim’s lap and Susanna sat in her highchair, eating a banana, occasionally calling...

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Mom, Are You Doing It Right?
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     This week, my friend and I were visiting and taking advantage of the beautiful sunny weather with a total of eight children between the two of us. Two of the older boys were playing on a playground within sight of my house.  As we finished up our visit, I ran out to collect them, and another mom stopped me, “Do you know that young man?” She indicated...

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Grace For Dummies
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It’s shaping up to be a really bad week.  Besides the fact that I’ve been to WalMart more times than I want to think about, I contracted a nasty cold virus that kept me up all night last night with a sore throat. I hate colds. I used to write a lot about grace. It was a concept that resonated with a lot of...

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One Million Things…
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… to feel guilty about. Our church is learning about grace. Tim is preaching through Galatians, I am starting a women’s discipleship group this week on “Grace for the Good Girl,” and our church wide marriage retreat is on grace in marriage. And I think it’s really good timing for me.  Because I’m still learning how to be a mom to four kids, AND...

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When Bones Break
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When Bones Break

Mar 25, 2013 by

A lot is happening in my family right now. During a short out-of-state visit to my parent’s house, my 90 year old grandpa was on the last step of the garage stairs when he fell, fragile bones breaking upon cold concrete. His hip completely fractured. For both my grandparents and my parents, life as they knew it fractured, too.  My dad is navigating the...

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