The Dementia Gospel: Remembering My Identity In Christ 3
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The Dementia Gospel: Remembering My Identity In Christ

My husband and I made a terrible mistake.  We had what some might call a brain burp or a brain-urism. Our identity, the core of “us” was lost. We forgot who we are, we neglected our calling. Justin and I are older… well, I am 45-years-old and Justin is 48.  We have 4 biological children. The oldest is 22, graduating from college this weekend and getting married in October.  The second, is 19 and at Marine Bootcamp (OOORAH!) The third is …

Dont see me... blind by closing eyes
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Don’t See Me…

When our oldest daughter was a toddler, she had this special gift of going blind.  If she were to get in trouble, she would simply, shut her eyes.  In the midst of being reprimanded, she would peaceably close her eyes. Expressionless, she would take on a meditative stance.  It would make my husband crazy. To add to the mayhem of parenting Maggie, if she were caught in the act of “badness” she would yelp, “Don’t see me!”  For example, I …

The Offense of No Offense But....

The Offense of No Offense But….

The statement “no offense, but…” is always followed by an offense. Always. It’s offensive. And I can’t help it.  I have thin skin.  I get my feelings hurt and that is just how I roll. For years I have lamented this characteristic in myself. Why am I not more confident?  What makes me shy from confrontation or speak up for what I believe in? How do you change who you are at the very core of your being? Behind my …

Christian Confidential: A LIfe in Jesus with No Bible
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Christian Confidential: A LIfe in Jesus with No Bible

I don’t read my Bible. A slave to my disability, a word aptly spoken is a word better than one read. For those of you who know me, I am an author who does not read. For those of you who don’t know me, I am an author who does not read. In grade school, I was labeled trouble. In middle school, a dunce. In high school… can we skip over the names I earned in high school? Thanks. In …

Dear Mean Girl, 4
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Dear Mean Girl: I Know You Quite Well

Dear Mean Girl: I Know You Quite Well A few weeks ago we sent our youngest daughter, Sophie to public high school. The fact was, as I watched her make my girl way into the school every bad memory from adolescence flooded my mind. Notably, it was a whirlwind of fluorescent, aqua-net, designer imposter perfume, bonnie-bell, paisley, pearls, press on nails, Tears for Fears, Rob Lowe, Michael Jackson, leg-warmers, like a virgin, poms-poms and Taco Bell. Then there were waves …

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Questions about Sin… Asking for a Friend

So I know this girl, and she was wondering, “When I ask you how to overcome your sin, what do you think about?” And I had to answer…  “My sin.” So she went on to investigate: So you go to work on your sin.  You pray about it. You read about it.  You listen to testimonies about it.  You research it, take notes, download sermons, and work your butt off to overcome this thing… the you think about constantly. Brothers …