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A BFF like no other
The subject of friendships has been the topic of much discussion in the many roles I have in this crazy thing called life. Friendships, especially those you have when growing up, can be hard to navigate. Tough to figure out who is true, and who is not really that good for you. Who is going…
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An open letter to a young father
The picture above is me at around 22. My oldest about 3. Tomorrow that little boy will be celebrating the first birthday of his own son, at the tender age of 21. Tonight as we settle down for Sunday dinner and celebrate this precious life on the eve of that momentous birthday, I want that…
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Would you go where they go?
“How do they do it? How do they find each other? It’s like they can sniff out each other’s chaos?” These are sometimes the conversations I have about the relationships amongst growing kids. How they decide to form attachments to those who are either good or bad for them. How we, as adults, do the…
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Early morning wake-up calls
I have had the honor the last two nights of being woken up at 4 in the morning. Tossing and turning. Praying for God to just help me get back to sleep. Nope. Just laying there instead. On both of these mornings I lay, wrestling with a number of thoughts racing through my head. I…
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God of the harvest
Waiting on the Lord versus just giving up. Listening to Him to tell me when to move versus acting based on my desires, wishes, or what I think God should do. That is how my prayer life and spiritual walk has been for some time now. Praying for light, but seeing darkness among the very…
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Well done….
“Well, what do I get if I do that?” An all too common question. What is in it for me for serving, for being kind, for meeting an expectation? People are often surprised that I do not demand that my kids do more chores. Earn their keep around the house. Perform duties in order…
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“Real” Love….getcha some.
I’m going to show my age here. Urban Cowboy. It’s a movie. John Travolta. Not so Grease and Saturday Night Fever cool. Common boy meets girl, fall in love, fall out of love, do whatever you can do to make each other jealous until you realize…well darn, he really was the one type of movie.…
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He is protecting me
“But who is protecting us?” That was the question I asked. After I had once again felt victim to someone’s cruel behavior. A kid, in fact. Discouraged once again that I had spent a number of years (and countless tears) devoting my time, talent, and energy to being light and love in the midst of…
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I need what He’s got
Crowds. I never much liked them. As a kid, teen, and a young adult I always remember struggling to figure out my place in the crowd. Where exactly I fit in. It gave me anxiety. Made me nervous. Made me wonder who exactly I was. I would either be the loudest in the room. Or…
