When You’re Down and Out, Desperate for Grace

It was a whisper of a prayer, the kind my daughter didn’t even hear, as I packed babies on hips and trudged my way, grudgingly into the grocery story again, on Monday. It’s the same store I met the ninety-one year-old who taught me about marriage, saw a scarred woman, a blind man and first met my homeless […]

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The Ache for REAL Love, in a World of Weak Presentations

I walk out of my room this morning to find hearts all over our door. Our seven-year-old hand penned on them, “I love you”. She must have remembered the year I smothered love notes everywhere, reminding her just how special she is to us. The windows sparkle with red, laced hearts. Presents specifically chosen, especially for […]

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