Christian life

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    The gift of anxiety

    Yesterday one of the girls announced that she doesn’t think we have enough fall decor on our front porch. “We need some pumpkins or some Halloween decorations out here soon,” she said. “Our house looks kind of lame.” In my defense, we have a mum, a fall wreath, and a pumpkin pillow on the porch…

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    Ragged and real

    Well, I have broken the cardinal rule of writing which is: “Never stop writing.” We have been so unsettled this past year that I haven’t created enough margin to write meaningful or even sensible words. No blogging, article writing, or journaling. Isn’t it ironic that the first disciplines we tend to abandon when we’re feeling…

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    Fearing the worst

    This is a story about a lizard.  Yesterday afternoon I dropped my 7th Grader off at her piano lesson at the local music academy. Less than five minutes later, as I was pulling out onto the busy parkway, my phone rang and I answered to hear her saying in an urgent, hushed tone:  Her: Momma….