I have exactly fifteen minutes before the kids trickle in the door, one by one, with shoulder-slung bags and algebra-weary faces. It’s funny how numbers can write themselves across our skin, and we sag and crumple under the weight of them. I know a family, a veteran and his wife, saddled with medical bills and car troubles and an unexpected,…
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A world wrapped up in covers and spines
Remember when I wrote about my lack of hoarding, and my penchant for throwing important items away? I failed to mention my dirty little hoarding secret. I hoard books. There isn’t a room in my house where you can’t find a stack of them lurking somewhere. Next to the bed, in the hutch, under the coffee table, stacked up high…
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Day 31: The End of our Journey
As we complete this series, I want to say thanks to you, Fellow Wanderers, for joining me on this journey. I hope you come away from our 31 days together feeling encouraged as you face the inevitable bumps on the path. This month swelled deep and wide with beautiful gifts, but working through this journey day-by-day alongside you, was the…
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Day 30: Grace for the Journey
It took a lot of grace for me to make it to day 30 of this series. You offered grace to me when you showed up to read, and God lent me even more by keeping me sane for the better part of it. I find as I write, I have to live everything twice. Once in real life and…
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Day 29: Rest for the Journey
I grew up in a family of hard-working folk. There isn’t a lazy one among us, however once we finish the work, there isn’t much energy left for anything else. As introverts, no one ever accused us of being over-committed, over-involved, or over-stimulated. My husband grew up in a family that never met a hobby, person, or extra-curricular activity they…
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