When the Wrong Voice Speaks…

I see you, friend. Helpless. Wondering why this faith thing didn't work out for you. Asking where in the world God was when it happened. You're sinking fast in the fallen world and swept over by waves of loneliness. Tears keep pouring as you pound fists, wishing for...
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Finding a New Rhythm

My morning began early with the sounds of a little boy's whimper flowing from the master bathroom. His head was congested again. An unwelcome sign that brings in the seasons of spring and autumn through the detection of his sinus cavity. Though it's become a rhythm,...
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A Wisp of Fog

As I sat in my favorite chair this morning trying to make sense of the text I was reading, in enters my only son. Energetic and ready to take on the world in nothing but a pair of Hulk briefs, he asks me the one question that's consumed his mind since bedtime. "Are we...
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Comparison is the Thief of Joy

I have this empty frame that hangs in my kitchen. It has no back or glass pane, just a shell with a wire that stretches from one side to the other. A tiny clothes pin clings to the wire in the middle. Here I hang a variety of cards penned by a sweet woman with...
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Declare-bound, Favorite Things 3.0

Wow! This will be the third time I've written a "favorite things" introduction post for Declare. It's a little hard to believe I'm heading to Dallas in just a few short weeks to join together with you lovely ladies for the third time. I wish I could tell my story of...
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On Friendship

The Splendor of It All

Growing up, my mother was a wonderful example to me as a hostess. She took her time in the kitchen over every meal to make her family and guests feel loved. She went above and beyond to meet the needs of those who pulled up a chair at our table. And no one ever left...

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Lazarus…Wake up!

I spend a lot of time in reflection. I honestly don't know if it's because it takes me so long to process through something or if it's because I have a slight obsession with painstakingly flipping over every rock so I don't miss the tiny details. In truth, probably a...

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What I Learned in February

At the end of each month, Emily P. Freeman offers up a link-up to post a bit about what we learned for the month. It can be serious. It can be funny. Something useful...or perhaps just some new perception on just about anything. The idea is to just get it out there...

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On Peace

Five Minute Friday: Open

This week's Five Minute Friday prompt is on the word open. It was easy for me to keep things bottled up. I wouldn't confront my past. I let the enemy have a stronghold over so many places of hurt and I just wouldn't allow God to have access to my heart. Not willingly....

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What peace looks like to me…

Growing up, I honestly thought the truest meaning for peace was to abstain from an argument. To cease fire. To shake hands, retreat and remove the opposition. Peace, while still all of those things, has a different meaning for me now. And let me just brace myself...

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In finding the rest…

Yesterday was quite the day. It felt heavy on my chest the moment I arose from the bed. (5:07 a.m., for those of you who wondered) I let my husband know that I was a little off-kilter and that I would, hopefully, return home in a better mood. Nothing was wrong, but...

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Save your thoroughness for prayer…

I love to write. And I love to write almost as much as I love tea. And I love tea almost as much as watching movies that speak to my heart. So you can imagine what happens when these three loves of mine perfectly align. Writing, as I sip a cup of tea over a chick...

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