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Counterweight

I pulled into the driveway of my close friend’s small brick house one autumn afternoon, the air thick and humid, stuck in transition from summer heat. She wasn’t home, but her neighbors’ kids ran and yelled at one another in the front yard next door,…

Thankful for everyday love

Today’s guest contributor is my childhood friend, Leslie Ferguson Thomas, who is on a fearless journey to become who she wants to be. Be sure to check out Leslie’s blog! My husband always refers to us as two puzzle pieces, and when we met,…

Do the NEXT Thing

Originally posted on living on pb & j:
In 1982, my parents found out that they would be welcoming a new baby into their home. They were in their 20’s, had been married for two years, were working full-time on a church staff and…

Father envy

Originally posted on Just wheat: Only what matters:
I think eye rolling in church might be inappropriate. But I’ve done it my whole life—if not outwardly, inwardly. With Kay and John Egan, circa 2000 Confession: Until recently, the two concepts of “God” and “Father”…

As sick as our secrets

Originally posted on Just wheat: Only what matters:
Smiling through the sick secrets in my life, 2000 “We’re only as sick as our secrets.” I’ve heard friends say this phrase repeatedly in the rooms of recovery for almost six years. This week, an old…

First

Originally posted on Just wheat: Only what matters:
First time I had sex, I was raped. First marriage failed. First gymnastics meet, I dislocated my elbow. First job in my field, teaching English, was perhaps the worst job I’ve ever had in my life.…

Originally posted on Just wheat: Only what matters:
When I was in Beijing as a college student, I took the dirtiest bath ever. At the Great Wall of China during one of four amazing trips After spending three weeks in a smaller city in…

Originally posted on Just wheat: Only what matters:
I feel like Captain Hook every day. I hear the tick tock of an invisible clock, and at times, it’s nearly audible. When I’m nursing my baby, and she decides to turn meal time into play…

Day 20–Becoming a vessel

*Thank you, Debra Dickey, for serving as today’s guest contributor as part of the “28 days of love” project this February. Debra’s a regular contributor to this blog; I’m thankful for the wisdom she shares and for her friendship, too.* [Online ‘Dictionary’ of vessel] …

Day 15–Loving what I do

*Thanks to my sister Sarah Crowder for writing today’s post about how the love of her life has supported her in her journey to do what she loves for a living. Check out her photography business home page and her Facebook page, too.* I…

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