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Continue reading →: Greater things than breaking tides.Matthew 9:18-26 A dead little girl & a woman who has spent the last 12 years of her life bleeding constantly. & they both believed that a simple touch from Jesus is all they needed. A hands on experience. A casual brush in passing. Nothing more. & as…
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Continue reading →: October is for coming home: good & plentys & morning vibes.Some days you’ll feel like you need to be poured out. Emptied. Sifted through those colanders amidst the broken sea shells. Some days you’ll feel like there’s more to say, like the epitome of a revelation is simply resting on the tip of your tongue, waiting to roll the right…
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Continue reading →: October is for coming home: becoming things.It’s like I found this consistency in who I was & who I thought I would always be. Then one night the fire alarm sounded me out into the cold & that was it. I wasn’t that same person. No longer did I have myself down pat, those well versed…
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Continue reading →: 31 days to coming home: some days.Just think, while you’ve been getting down & out about the liars & the dirty, dirty cheats of the world, you could’ve been getting down to this sick beat. My arms throbbing. Call it growing pains, at the age of 23 with the stature of a 15 year old, those…
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Continue reading →: 31 days to coming home: easy breathing.Wherever you are, be all there. Jim Elliot I think sometimes the biggest challenge is just to accept today. Bc I’m always searching for more. More meaning. More understanding. More words. & maybe, maybe there isn’t always a lesson to be learned, a revelation to be unveiled. Maybe today is…
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Continue reading →: 31 days to coming home: a vow to be conscious.There’s love in the stillness of a hallway. Hospitals, high schools, malls. I used to love middle school group assignments, breaking into our huddles of five & segregating ourselves from the voices of the others, so that our ideas were most original, our answers most in depth. I raced to…
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Continue reading →: 31 days to coming home: the devil at our heels.We make it easy to hide behind a mask. People using Facebook for finding a mate, text messaging for problem solving, & Netflix to cure our restless mind. We are the runners. The ones who do & do & do but we do the wrong things because, though we know…
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Continue reading →: 31 days of coming home.Maybe all we need is words. No fancy fonts, bolds, italics. Just words that read like chicken scratch on a grocery list. Words that don’t need capitalized or punctualized to make an appearance. Bland as ever: eggs, milk, flour, sugar. Bold as ever: here is my uncivilized love, my untamed…
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Continue reading →: When he’s brought us in.First off, I would recommend your reading all of Colossians chapter one, verses 15 through 23. If you have a hot second, pray for understanding, open a new tab & read it, or grab a Bible. Because I’m going to touch on a quick couple sentences, when really the whole…
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Continue reading →: When we carry people in our heart.Maybe the problem is the fancy words. Maybe the problem is you don’t know because you don’t have a story. You don’t care because you’ve never heard, you don’t know because its never broken down doors. Maybe all you need is a story. A connection. A tie. Maybe you need…
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Coming to you from good ole Northeast Ohio. Donny + I have been married for nine years, we have four kiddos- Allie, Luca, Leo, + Emmy Sue Promise. I’m a homeschool mom, photographer, author, women’s ministry director, + new podcast creator, just over here trying to get use to the sound of my voice.
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