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Sticks & Stones Will Break My Heart (this the joy of motherhood)
He draws a smiley face in every window of his chalk house, and someone stuck a smiley face on top of the brown bookshelf. One day I even came across a tiny blue butterfly sticker which found itself in flight behind our cheap little kitchen toaster. I step past an old flower pot they’ve filled… Continue reading
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Hope in Every Season as the Sunflowers Die
As we come upon the ‘ber months as everyone seems to be calling them these days, the year is beginning to feel old. I don’t know what this year has been for you, but I know God is with you. I know you can trust Him with your heart. I know you needn’t try to make… Continue reading
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Motherhood by Laundry Load – a poem of transformation
it was like so many otherMondays,but now she was nearly9 months oldand I was folding laundry slow,those muslin cloths with goats and owlsand edges thick withhappy lace,my hands heavywith the sweetnessfingering through theseasonscascading in unshedtearsbehind my eyes. motherhood— I’ve never been morechangeddoing the same loadsof laundryover and over and overagain. –S.V.F. / Laundry Loads read… Continue reading
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For the Christian Fighting for Their Very Life (spoiler: you go free)
I want youalone,dismayed. I want youfrozen intime. I want yourlimbsunmovingand both lungsbreathless,reeling. I want youpale withterror. I want youdoubting,spiraling. I want youpreservedin shame. I want darknessechoingin your mind. I want youinsane. But I scream out for the LORD and He hears my voice. And I remember there is nothing that can separate me from Him.… Continue reading
