hope poems
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Little Life of Mine – the luxury of a quiet existence
Since Ben and I moved into our little blue house in spring 2016 I’ve watched us and everything grow. It’s a beautiful time lapse in my mind with terribly hollow seasons that always left an aftermath of God’s hope and healing in their wake. And in that wake the porch garden spilled into the yard… Continue reading
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A Bedtime Story of Faith and Motherhood
Not long ago I walked by the bathroom mirror and did a double take. Seven months pregnant and it shows. In November I will give birth for the third time. Yet for about half of my twenties I grieved the reality of infertility and the possibility I would never have children from my womb. There… Continue reading
