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Witness is woven into everyone’s life, but not all have a natural appreciation for their “place.” Clevelanders have taking a beating for decades. For the state of their city and “the curse” on their teams. I am them. “Against all odds… I don’t now why we want to take the hardest road… I don’t know why the […]
The school year is over, and I’m predictably about to cry at any given moment. Guilty of over-celebrating every moment of my daughter’s lives, they wake up on the last day of school to ballooned rooms and streamers decking out the doorway. The only way I’ve found get through the annual commencement on to the next […]
How can I be certain genuine sensitivity is zipped into the teeth of my self-conscious mind’s motives? I don’t want my insecurities to jam my kids’ jackets. But that’s exactly what happens when I fail to spin inward. Selfish instincts fuel trauma. Before I speak my mind in witness to my children, I SIFT, hoping […]
He will straighten our stride, in His time, when we lace up our “yes” shoes. It seems my daughter thinks her shoes will magically jump onto her feet if she stares at them long enough. When they don’t, her shoes fly over the foyer in frustration. And, oh …the agony …when a pair no longer […]
“Mom-can-I-be-a-milk-buyer-today?” My Kindergartener rapid-fire demanded. “No,” I hurried, “I still haven’t put more lunch money in your account, sweetie…” “WE DON’T HAVE TO PAY, MOM!!!” She once again informed me, with her face all scrunched up and frustrated as she reenacted her walk up to the lunch line to tell the cashier she’s a milk buyer. […]
God gave us grace to enjoy this place. The space He creates to replace our race …just for a little while. Life’s rip current can relentlessly grip and pull… It’s essential to bask in the space of blessings. Where time stops …and minutes stretch. Joy’s beach. Waves of emotion may ebb and flow, and even […]
“MOM!” I could tell Lo was annoyed before I laid eyes on her “scrunchy-face.” “Daddy is counting wrong to vacation,” she huffed. Her daddy might actually be counting right, but it’s not the way I count. Once the day is here, I don’t count it. And, I don’t count the first day of vacation as […]
Up before the sun, and on went the glue. “Hold still,” I chuckled nervously to my daughter, “I don’t want them to stick on crooked.” My seven-year-old squinted to catch my expression as the first false eye-lash cemented itself onto her eyelid. We both laughed as I covered up what I’d messed up with black […]
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