The House: Part One
That’s when we saw it. The house that we would know-when-we-know-when-we-know. We both looked at each other and knew exactly what the other was thinking.
Finding Faith in the Mess
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Summer Dreams
My childhood summers were spent in Southern California. We spent our days barefoot and outside. We didn’t come inside until we heard our moms yelling our names or the street lights came on. We explored, ran around in the street of our cul-de-sac, and road …
Flashback Friday: Ministry in the Mommyhood
Anyone struggle in the parenting realm? I wish I had the hand-raising emoji. I have a feeling we would all be raising our hands. Like any mom, I struggle in all the things motherhood. Just name a day of the week and I can tell …