I’m thankful because each time I come out of this despairing to grateful cycle, the inkling that “God provides” grows.
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Existential Angst, Baby’s Breath, & The Preacher
She would’ve napped for longer if I put her down in the crib, but I let her fall asleep on me because I love the feel of her in my arms. “You love this age,” my sister said to me recently— I really do. I love the way she still fits, her chubby thighs, and …
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My Soil
(from Instagram) “Can we check on our garden?” I give them the go ahead and they run to fill their cans in the bathroom, watering the kitchen tiles on their way out. They return with strawberries, cilantro, and news of promising zucchini flowers and sunflower stems. I leave most outdoor activities to Jeff, but I …
Wisdom To Number Our Days
Teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom- Ps. 90:12.— I need this divine, day-numbering wisdom so badly.
No, I’m Not A Pro
On being entrusted the care of souls and not feeling ready even after 3 kids.
Keeping Heart 