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We're the kind of late that makes you wonder if you should even go at all. I have a child whose heart is bleeding in the back seat and another whose diaper I forgot to change before we left. I drive over the spout of the garden hose on the way out and wonder if this...

I fell in love when I was fifteen. Summer days became nights became days -- when the Ohio sun set late and I didn't use an alarm clock. We piled into friends' jeep wranglers and drove around as if this Sophomore summer meant we had unhinged freedom. We formed a pack...

Hey you -- at full throttle -- can you take a minute to breathe? Your once-a-question is moving steadily towards an assumption: will today be like every other day this week? Is it just another one of those days ... ... when dishes and laundry and carpool all have...

Both in my back yard -- a family in my community -- and all across the globe, loss seems to prevail. Sometimes you catch yourself with the deceiving thought: who's really winning, here? I have a little girl who pads down the stairs after bedtime. She can't sleep. What...

About a week ago it started. That feeling. The last time I remember having it this strong I was seventeen. We had been at the beach, then, when it all began to sink in. Back at home in Ohio was a bedroom full of loot -- bedding and towels and crates and hangers and...

I was introduced, early, to the way we Christians are. And I was a quick study. At seventeen, I was new to a relationship with God and along with this new way came a whole new set of people and conversations and ways of doing life. There were late night talks about...

Our wedding party was chosen, the invitations mailed, and the menu set—after months of planning, it was show time! The “happily ever after” I’d always dreamed of was days away.  The only thing in our way?  A wedding crasher named “Hurricane Hanna,” scheduled to hit...

She’s been with me 13 years now, a little blue bird who lives on my dresser right beside little bowls of loose buttons and the rose my husband wore on our wedding day. She’s remained through a move and many binges of decluttering. In honor of this new skin on the old...

When I first came to India, I was full of ideas and dreams.  These dreams included a lot of me, a tinge of adventure, visions of dozens being rescued and redeemed, and a good God writing a sweet story with many happy endings. I knew I followed a God who redeems, I...

While the dreams of my peers were just beginning to bud and flourish, my twenties began with a nightmare. Just months after stepping into this new decade where the dreams of youth were supposed to become the substance of life, I received a wound that was deeper than I...