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How to slay the dragon alone in the dark
“It won’t be good enough,” I told myself. In 10th grade, I worked for weeks on a science project. I was sure my miserable project would barely earn me a…
A quick word to bring encouragement to your day.
The list of dos and don’ts, how to avoid an accident
The list of dos and don'ts in our lives is endless. As our children grow from infants to toddlers, we bombard them with "No, no, no!" Almost everything is off-limits…
Flowers in my mother’s vase for Mother’s Day
It’s the day after Mother’s Day, remembering my mother
It’s the day after Mother’s Day, and I’m sitting alone in the quiet early morning hours. Getting up early isn’t new to me. While I’d love to enjoy a late-morning lie-in, my…
How are you sleeping? My best parenting advice
Happy Mother's Day to all the incredible moms out there! In honor of all mothers, I'm sharing some parenting lessons I've learned. I hope you enjoy answering the question, "How…
I was prepared to be disappointed
I’m the first to admit I’m not much of a foodie. It’s hard to impress me at a restaurant or with an elaborate dessert. When we're at a restaurant, I…
Waiting for our luggage at the airport. It’s what I do.
In early 2016, I stood with my husband and daughter at Blantyre, Malawi airport, waiting for our luggage. We had just landed after a long trip from the USA. It…
Me, warts and all, this is who God chose
I loved working with our church's team in Malawi. I recently worked at a free community health clinic in Malawi with a team of volunteers, mostly from the USA. (Sorry…
Thinking too much about myself, how to change perspective
I spend too much time thinking about myself. The space between my ears easily fills with thoughts of myself. I think too much about my wants and the efforts I…
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It still seems like yesterday so it’s not yet tomorrow
Grief is funny. I wrote this post about 6 months ago and the grief still lingers. I still seems like yesterday. This morning I woke up early. It’s not really…
Drawing on the walls, when parents catch you red-handed
I remember my parents catching me drawing on the walls when I was small. One day, my parents caught me red-handed. I was about five years old at the time this happened.…
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