About a year ago, I made a couple of trips to Knoxville from Charlotte with Annablair and Nora Beth for my sister’s wedding and subsequent shower. I always had a plan to leave at just the right time after wearing them out just the right amount so that they stayed awake until Asheville, where we… Continue reading The Blindspot
Last night we baptized Jane Ellis in our home. We started this tradition with Nora Beth, and it’s been incredibly moving to see each of our three treasures dedicated to the Father within the walls of our house. It brings, to me, an even holier weight to the work we’re doing to provide them with… Continue reading A Baptism for Jane Ellis
It was the morning after, and with bleary eyes he hugged me tightly and said, “It must be so hard to love me.” “No,” I lamented softly. “It’s so easy. And that’s what makes bearing this so hard.” We were on year three or four of the cycle. The cycle of calm, security and intimacy… Continue reading Married to Addiction: Jericho’s Walls
We have been overwhelmed with the well wishes following our news that we’re expecting baby #3! Frankly, I needed to announce it so it would start to feel more real to me. I still can’t quite believe that I’m pregnant. With a human baby. Unlike our first 2 babies, this little bean was a total… Continue reading Where Our Babies Come From: Rd. 3
This is not a story about me. It’s not a story about me. It’s not a story about me. It’s a story of the gracious redemption that God is weaving when we are unaware of the light but mighty sketches on our lives. Jesus offered redemption to the woman at the well. He offered redemption… Continue reading An Ounce of Redemption
“Fank you for eatin’ da ice cweam wif us a’day,” NorBeff quietly whispered to me tonight through tears of offense that I was making her go to bed but not letting her sleep with a fork and a “biiiiig knife, pwease, Mom! It’s my favowite.” My little spark so fierce and so soft and so… Continue reading The Two Things I Want for My Girls
You know how once you become a mother, it suddenly becomes an unspoken requirement to greet other mothers with, “Hey, Mama!” Well, Hey Mamas! Listen, it’s becoming increasingly difficult to ignore that as a generation of mothers, we seem to be finding more joy in broadcasting the trials of parenthood than in the job with… Continue reading The Well: A Motherhood Manifesto
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When classical training marries happy accidents
When classical training marries happy accidents
When classical training marries happy accidents
When classical training marries happy accidents
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When classical training marries happy accidents
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When classical training marries happy accidents
When classical training marries happy accidents
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When classical training marries happy accidents
When classical training marries happy accidents
When classical training marries happy accidents
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