Rest. We need it. Long for it. Avoid it. And feel guilt when we indulge in it. In a culture where productivity and climbing the ladder of success are both highly valued, we don’t often take the time we need to rest. To sit. To read a book or take a bath or watch a movie mid-afternoon. And if we…
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As I was scrolling through social media, I saw something that didn’t sit well with me. I ignored it. As I usually do. Because I learned a long time ago that responding to posts like this really won’t get you anywhere. But I kept coming back to it. I kept thinking about the words I read and the comments that followed this…
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Have you ever had your skin pierced by a thorn? I have. Plenty of times. We have beautiful rose bushes that bloom in the front of our house. They grow quickly, and need to be trimmed regularly. I am always cautious and aware of the thorns, but inevitably will be stuck. At least once. Usually more. I have had thorns…
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If you knew how I voted, would you still like me? If you knew my past, would you still talk to me? If you knew the shows I watched or the music I listened too, would you still respect me? If you knew I watched church online, or didn’t attend at all, would you think less of me? If you…
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This morning, as I was walking around upstairs, in and out of my children’s rooms, looking at the posters on the walls and the trinkets lining the shelves and the mascara that had rolled off of the counter onto the floor – I was struck once again with a familiar feeling. The years go fast. Don’t they? When the kids…
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