Category: The Library
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Summer Beckons
The fragrance of honeysuckle hangs in the air, an intoxicating fog filling our backyard. The crickets are starting to chirp as evenings wane. We’ve seen our first few lightning bugs, drunk our first Slurpees, and run around barefoot in the backyard. Summer’s warm days are here as we make our way to baseball games and…
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Delays of Love
Because of these beautiful words in my inbox from a friend who understands grief… “John makes it clear that Jesus delays because of His love for Mary and Martha. The Spirit makes it clear to me that His delay in my own circumstances was (and continues to be) rooted in His love for my soul.…
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This Parenting Thing
A few weeks ago I reconnected with one of my former youth group girls for lunch. As we were catching up, the conversation inevitably turned to my family and how they were doing, and she about fell off her chair when we made the connection that my Ash is the same age she was when…
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Open Hands
Each day I think to myself, “Today I will write more about my journey, and it won’t include grief.” Notice how I’ve not written? Oh, friends, I ache to write the joyful news I wrote last week and stay there, joyous and celebrating! And I am. I am still so very, very thankful that the…
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Lifting
Today Coop and I stood at the window like we do every morning and waved goodbye to our kiddos. I love how he hops up next to me to look out the window as they drive out. I love seeing their faces light up and their hands signing, “I love you.” I love blowing them…
A Spring of Joy 