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Home Life, Thoughts, and Hopes

A little story of how the Lord is restoring the years the locust has stolen.


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  • Charlotte’s Nursery

    Charlotte’s Nursery

    Sweet Charlotte, I’m writing this with you in my tummy. You and I have been sharing space for 37 weeks and 1 day today, and we get to meet you SO soon! I hope someday you read this and know your parents, grandparents, and so many people were SO excited to meet you before you

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  • Eight is Great

    Eight is Great

    Our boy is eight. And eight is looking great. So many things about Everett have stayed the same this year: He’s still an excellent performer of magic tricks, and he adores playing the role of emcee for his own act. “And now, the amazing, the incredible, YOUR Everett the Great!” My favorite is when he’s

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  • Begin Again

    Begin Again

    When I started dating Keith, I pretty soon realized (maybe absurdly soon) there was a very good chance I’d be following him to Bowling Green. By fall of 2021, I helped him establish the two little garden beds out front. They’ve come so far, and what was once just grass is now a sweet little

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  • The Time the Lord Said “Yes”

    The Time the Lord Said “Yes”

    I’ve hesitated for months to share an earnest praise and testimony of God’s goodness in my life for fear of dismissing that He has not answered the same prayer the same way for everyone. Like most every believer, I’ve prayed for God to restore some things that were broken, to fill some heartfelt longings, and

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  • Feels Like Home

    Kentucky feels more like home every day. There’s peace in familiarity. Thank You, Lord, for this. For a sweet home with lamps and pups and people I love. For meals cooked by hands I love in a kitchen that’s almost done. For a husband who give the best squeezes when I need them, who’s kind

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  • Step-Motherhood

    Step-Motherhood

    This weekend, my stepson, asked, “Why is there a Happy Mother’s Day card on the fridge?” I answered simply, “So-and-so gave it to me.” Innocently, and accurately, he pointed out, “But you’re not a mother.”

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