I don’t always feel mighty. I look at the world and I see that it’s a scary, heartbreaking place. Children who will go to…
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Five Minute Friday
So every Friday this wonderful crazy group of women gets together over at Lisa-Jo Baker’s blog to finger-paint with words. Five minutes of writing–just…
Mercy triumphs. That phrase has rattled around in my head for months. (Thank you, Beth Moore). What does it mean? How? What does it…
It had to be the red marker. If I had to leave one errant dry erase marker on the floor where the two year…
I sit on the pew. The wafer of bread lies in my palm—so small, and yet so powerful. The body of Christ, broken for…
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