rip tides…
I was a lifeguard six summers straight. Maybe it was my affinity for watching Baywatch, or saving lives, or cute, red one piece bathing suits that made me want to guard, but I was more like Hobie from Baywatch than Pam Anderson or David Hasselhoff. I ended up...
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book reviews…
Maybe I have obsessive compulsive disorder [read: I do have obsessive compulsive disorder], but I read multiple books at once. I look at it like a meal: some protein, some carbs, and some sugar [because really, Sugar Busters was the in diet of the 90s, but who besides...
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how marriage works…
After a year of marriage, I think I understand how marriage works. A month ago: I received an amazing present after a long trip Two weeks ago: I received a thoughtful gift One week ago: I received a something I asked for a while back Yesterday it allllllll made sense....
read moreon purity…
So after reading all of your comments from Monday’s blog, there wasn’t much else I could say. No, like really, your stories and comments pretty much handled the thesis I was going to pitch today: Purity is—and should be—relegated to all aspects...
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two hands…
She’s sixteen. She has her whole life to be lived. She has hopes and dream and wishes yet to be discovered. And she has terminal cancer. Over a year ago I wrote about Gracie, the vibrant teenager who has been a part of my family since the womb. When we found out...
read moreMoney in the Holy Bible –God’s Words about wealth
Teaching about God and Jesus basically means to teach people that reading God’s holy Word is he first step to move in order to progress in the spiritual life. Anyone has a soul and this needs to be cherished by God’s Word. That’s why the Holy Bible...
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getting old…
There’s a switch that occurs. A flip of fortune, if you will. One day you’re young, then suddenly—and without warning—you’re considered old. Seated in the lounge patio of local restaurant, I spoke with two of my closest friend about age...
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purity…
Purity. Purity, purity, purity. That word makes me cringe. Don’t ask me why, but it does. Oh no, not the implications of the word, but the sound of it. Purrrrriteeeee. It sounds so Victorian… or worse, Purrrrritanical. Maybe it was my encounter with the...
read moreand what…
I walked out of Little Cesar Pizza on Sunset Avenue holding two pizzas in my seven year-old hands. Perhaps it was the intoxicating smell of Italian flatbread goodness or the concentration of trying to balance the long pizza box in my hands, but I had unknowingly...
read morea change in a new direction…
I will be posting a in full detail tomorrow about my new transition in life, but for now I’m posting a link out to Christine Caine’s blog that I guest posted on today. Keep me in prayer as I am scared and nervous and excited and overwhelmed at all the...
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I’m a writer and teacher in love with two men: Jesus and my husband, Matt. [You might not find this funny, but I laugh at myself, so it all balances out.]
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