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‘Tis the Season

‘Tis the season of joy, yet some of us are struggling with terribly difficult circumstances that threaten to leave us doubtful anything can turn out well. We question the statement people kindly offer, “God will never give you more than you can handle.” Some are lost in despair, fear, doubt,…

Filling Buckets and Building Castles

I sometimes feel dizzy, spinning around, filling buckets every moment of every day. Going into week eight of staying home because of this pandemic, refilling feels more exhausting. But, as I sit here on the sofa, awaiting our four little humans to wake for the day, I remind myself, “There…

Toil with Thanksgiving

As a four-year-old in preschool, our third daughter, Bentley, already believed she could “pass” over the parts of life she hoped to avoid. One day, the PE teacher led the students outside to play soccer when he noticed Bentley sitting against the wall of the school, contentedly watching. He approached…

Blinding Flurries

White is one of my favorite colors. I find it funny that I can love white so much, yet not have a fondness for snow. Blizzards were not unusual during my thirty-five years of living in Colorado. Now, living in North Carolina, a blizzard is very unlikely, which is part…

No Free Passes

Bentley was in preschool, as a four-year-old, when the PE teacher led her class out to the turf to play soccer. As the kids took the field, the teacher noticed Bentley sitting against the wall of the school, contently watching. He walked to her and said, “Bentley, it is time…

Scarred Treasures

We spend hours combing the shorelines searching for them. They come in different shapes, sizes and colors. We gather them in buckets, pockets and bags. Sea shells. The wonder of watching a shell peek through the sand as the ocean waves retreat can be mesmerizing and surprisingly tranquil. Every year our…

Enjoying the Sweet Spot

Our kids were in Vacation Bible School a few weeks ago, so I decided to enjoy a break from catching up (not that I think that is even possible) and take a morning rest by the pool. Between swim team, field hockey league, playing Uno Attack, and soaking in all…

Taking the ‘Dis’ Out of Disability

I should have known better than choosing the black pants and white blouse. I should not have chosen to sit with my friends for my own social fulfillment. It felt like a mom fail moment right from the start. Usually I would have chosen a bright green outfit for these…