Celebrating the joys and sharing the struggles of motherhood, life and faith.
To the one sitting alone in church, I’ve been you. In fact, there was a time, when I sat by myself week after week and month after month for quite some time. And it was hard some days. I grew up going to church. That’s what we did on Sundays, and we always went together …
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Last year during Wednesday night church activities, our little girl made an Advent calendar. The calendar had 24 vacant spaces to affix beautiful, yellow stars starting on December 1st and going through Christmas. Every day she looked forward to placing that yellow star just so on that calendar. A few days before Christmas, she came to me teary-eyed. “Look, Mama, …
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Is your JOY turned upside down, backward, and hanging on by a thread? Mine is too some days. This past weekend, we put up our Christmas tree. The kids were excited and eager to begin hanging ornaments. In my son’s haste (and inability to read!), he pulled out an ornament and happily hung it on …
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By: Ginger Hughes I stood there. The air humid, the breeze gentle, lightning appearing to pierce the ocean far in the distance. The roar of the waves reverberated in my ears, as my eyes watched the caps turn white as they rolled toward the shore. It was evening. I stood there. Talking to God. Wondering …
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My hands clench tightly around my dreams some days and especially around my heart’s desires. My fists grasp frantically onto those I love in my effort to hold them close and keep them safe, as if it’s in my power to do this. No matter how much I wish it were different, I have little …
“Alright Sister…we’ll talk soon, but until then, keep it in the road. Love ya,” he said. “I will…love you too,” I replied, pushing the end button, and flipping the phone closed. My headlights shone brightly ahead, pressing the darkness back, as I rounded the last curve before home. I pulled into the driveway and walked …
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A letter from my heart to yours on this Christmas Eve. I don’t know where you find yourself today. Maybe this is the year you celebrate new life. There are tiny boxes full of tiny onesies underneath the tree, and though you’re sleep deprived, your heart is as full as it’s ever been. Perhaps this …
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My boots echoed on the Target floor, a steady tapping with each step. I remember thinking to myself, as long as I can hear that tap, at least I know I’m still moving forward. It was Christmas, and the months leading up to this season had been filled with unexpected sorrow, grief, and turmoil. I …
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