Category: God

Not the Greatest

Recently, my husband led our Bible class in a discussion on Luke 1. One of his observations from the text was that the entire passage discusses John the Baptist as great, but…

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Scrambled Eggs and God’s Great Love

The morning started out similarly to every morning: Anna was eating breakfast and I was consuming inordinate amounts of caffeine trying to wake up. She had some scrambled eggs and honey, and…

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Trusting the Love of God

Out sweet baby doesn’t know anything outside of what we tell her and what she experiences. At this point in time, here is what she knows (and sings proudly all the time):…

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The Unanswered Cry

On Sunday morning, my toddler was that kid. She wasn’t feeling well. And, let’s add, that she’s only a year-and-some-change old. She needed sleep (like, up-for-an-hour-in-the-middle-of-the-night needed sleep) . She was likely hungry…

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Out With the Old…

Good riddance, 2017! It’s not that this year wasn’t good, because it was. I was given good health and so was my family. My church family is growing. I have immeasurable blessings.…

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Praise for the Thorn

We all have a thorn. Really, we likely have lots of different thorns all throughout our lives. Presently, my thorn is depression. You can read all about that here. Like Paul, I…

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My Year with Postpartum Depression

I never expected this part of motherhood. In the months it took leading up to my sweet daughter’s birth, I imagined so many scenarios. I imagined what she would look like, how…

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Discipline That Hurts

My daughter is almost a year old, and she’s reached the point of testing limits. She knows what ‘no’ means, but she’ll still look at me and then reach out to grab…

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Letting God Provide Comfort

I do not like it when my baby cries. There are multiple types of cries, and like everyone predicted, I can differentiate between them. The worst type of cry is when she’s…

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The Worst Sound

So far, there’s no worse sound than hearing my innocent baby cry. I immediately spring into action, looking to see if there’s a way I can alleviate her frustration or stop her…

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