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Bible Journaling: Art Therapy for my Bible Scars
I don't know if I will ever get back to a place that looks like "daily devotions" or "quiet time." But I can do Bible journaling. How Bible journaling, Scripture coloring, and art therapy…
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Grow – my #oneword365 for 2016 {#growingrace2016}
The cursor blinks on this white blank space. My mind and heart know exactly what I want to write – in idea. But what words to start with? 2015 marked 10 years since…
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New Years Resolutions For Exhausted Moms
Dear tired moms, it’s that time of year when everyone around you is making resolutions for the New Year. Maybe you feel the pressure to make resolutions too. But…maybe it’s really hard to…
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Husband’s Spoiler Free Star Wars 7 Reaction
o.O Seriously, you must watch this movie. As a Star Wars fan, it goes far beyond my hopes and expectations for what they were going to do with the new trilogy of movies.…
- Ezra, Family, Hope: One Word for 2015, Little Brother, Messy Faith, Miscellaneous, Personal and Spiritual Ramblings, Special Needs Parenting
A thrill of hope {my #oneword365 recap, end of the year highlights, and top posts of 2015}
In contrast to years 2013 and 2014, I didn’t write at all about my one word for 2015 – hope. Partially because I sort of forgot. Partially because I was blogging less. Partially…
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Why Star Wars VII Matters
I am opening up this space for my husband to write a guest post. While I know that there are many Star Wars fans that are women, I also have seen other wives posting…
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Our ADHD medication success story: how Ritalin changed our lives
I have hesitated in writing this post for a month now. Mostly because I am attempting to be more guarded in what I share about our kids on this blog. But I feel…
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Dear Tired Moms This Christmas Season…
You don’t have to do everything. It’s ok if you don’t do crafts, Advent calendar activities, or make your own decorations. Store-bought cookie dough is acceptable. It’s ok to do all your shopping…
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All. The. Routines., Mount Adultmore, and finally being able to breathe
The rain is dripping on the sky light window. I hear the ticking of the clock. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about my blog, my platform, my audience, my words. I…
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To the special needs mom on Thanksgiving Day
You begin this day just as any other, at 5:24 am when those little boy feet hit the hardwood floor and you begin doing the math of how many hours you have to fill…
