I write about following Jesus in all of life’s seasons
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Dad’s mood was somber that morning in 1966 when he sat on the couch and opened his arms for a bear hug. The four of us piled on his lap, hugging and chattering, squirming and pushing. Dad didn’t seem to mind the ruckus. Lowering his head, he…
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A Pregnancy Test and Fish Hooks – Matthew 4:18-22
Setting the box down on the counter at the River Road Bi-Mart, I watched the clerk’s eyes as she read the pregnancy test label and scanned the load of children attached to my cart. Her gaze rested on the baby kicking against my thigh.…
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Longing for Home – Psalm 84
One of our foster daughters was Little Miss Sunshine. She bounced on her toes all day long with the joy of living, her curls dancing over her shoulders. But quieting down in her room at night, we’d hear her crying.…
