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Why It Matters
Knocks at the door. Steaming food, fresh and delicious, placed on hot pads, spread across the counter. The smells waft through the air, tickling our senses, awakening something within us. Here is home. A safe…
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When Age Differences Bring Us Together
There are so few kids living near us. A tinge of sadness drips through our words. We are less disturbing to our neighbors if we contain playtime to the fenced backyard. They can’t relate to…
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The Uncommon Normal: Behind the Name
Underqualified. Far from ready. Maybe someday, but not now. These are words I felt far too often, whispered silently to negate the call we felt to step into missional living amongst those who live nearest…
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A Place for Hope
Has ever a dream grown legs and become a table? Ours did. May I share with you how? . . . The heels of my favorite red pumps made a sticky, muted clicking once I…
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It’s OK to Not Have It All Figured Out
I find myself here at a juxtaposition—of authenticity and hospitality, of loveliness and frugality, of availability and rest. Yes, missional living, in all it’s beauty and richness, brings up so many questions. In this post…
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It’s Not About the Distractions, It’s About the Dance
Facing a sink full of dishes that need to be hand-washed because the dishwasher needs a new circuit board can be seem like a cruel joke. I know because that’s what happened to us yesterday.…
