Washing Feet

So you know what happens when you decide to quit your job? You get $2000 in car repairs. Your vacuum breaks. Your well pump bites the dust. Your washing machine just ups and leaves you. It’s almost as if someone is saying:  “Are you sure about this faith thing? Are…

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I’m Standing on a Precipice

Stella and I went blueberry picking today. If you’ve ever picked blueberries, you know it is a long and tedious process. When you go apple picking, you can fill a bag in just a few minutes. When you pick strawberries, it takes more time,  but it’s still manageable because the berries…

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Compassion Sunday

A few weeks ago, I had the privilege of leading Compassion Sunday at our church. On Compassion Sunday, churches across the country join together to speak out on behalf of children living in poverty. Compassion International was founded in 1952 and is dedicated to helping over 1.9 million children in…

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My Cup is Filling

I’m sort of in the process of “filling up.” You can’t pour out, without pouring into yourself first. Because when the cup is empty, there’s nothing left to pour. I’m in the process of figuring all this out. For the past few years, I’ve felt like I have been simply…

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Unleashed. But I won’t bite.

It’s funny. Lately, I’ve noticed on Facebook that you can “see your memories.” Posts that you’ve made a year, or eight years ago! I clicked on my memories this afternoon and found that I started this blog 5 years ago today. I wish I took the time to write more….

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Remember When…

Remember when you picked me and I picked you? There was a little family whose parents were getting divorced. They couldn’t keep you and the children were so sad. But they let you out of your cage and you leaped into my lap. And we promised you a great life. And…

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Release3

Anyone who knows me knows I am a HUGE fan of the underdog. I have BIG FEELINGS when it comes to the underdog and I always want to see them come out on top. Which is probably why I signed on to the Compassion International Release3 Campaign. Over the past…

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Dog Days

Last month, there was a “National Dog Day.” It also happened to be the first day of school. A momentous day to be sure. Our dog, Dexter, is 12 (and a half) years old. He’s a great big ol’ chocolate lab that we got exactly one month after Earl and I were…

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