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  • The One Thing You Absolutely Must Get Rid of Today: #LetGoOfTheLie

    On Tuesday, March 18 th, 2014

    They say you gotta live free. But when my Uncle Paul started chasing me through the house with that snake when I was four? I found out you could live mostly with eyes just bugging out of your head, the lying fears strangling you right there at your thinning neck. Sure, he didn’t mean anything by it. Uncle Paul, he’d just turn out the lights in the yellow-tiled farm kitchen....

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  • The Real Truth About Really Having it All

    On Thursday, September 19 th, 2013

    I t was after the waves.   After the waves of contractions, after the waves of blow out diapers and wet nursing pads that leaked through the let downs and the damp spit blankets that piled high at the bedroom door. Long after the waves of colic at 3 am and the 4:30 am crying, both the swaddled and terrified toddler, and the sleepless nights in that faded worn flannel ...

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  • When You are Broken: The Now-Traumatic Disorder of Everyday Life

    On Thursday, August 08 th, 2013

    They sell anti-aging cream to women like us. And Spanx. And glossy checkout line headliners that splay this shock that over 40-something women can still startlingly turn heads — as if having no wrinkle lines in your skin is somehow an accomplishment of galactic proportions and worthy of worship – and you can just be emptying your cart in checkout #6 and end up feeling more ...

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  • How to Live Through Anything: The Fish Principle

    On Monday, July 29 th, 2013

    When I get to her door, it’s after 6:30 and dawn’s breaking rays down rows of the cornfields and I’m already late. Mama’s got a note on her front door that reads in a black scrawl, “Welcome! Come on round. We’re out on the back deck!” Every other Saturday we meet when dawn breaks the day open. We bring Bibles. We are four, one Linda, who is my mama and her name me...

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  • When you’re wondering: How God Feels About Storms?

    On Tuesday, May 21 st, 2013

    When the guy on the screen says that he could hear the cries of children underneath the rubble, his voice starts to crack and how in the world does anything stand in a world like this? How do you just put a jug of milk out on the table on a Tuesday and stand there watching your kids eat breakfast, light in their hair, the sky hanging outside the window like a potential Behemot...

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  • 40 Things You Need to Know Before You’re 40 . . . . Letters to a Woman Mid-Way

    On Tuesday, April 30 th, 2013

    Dear Self, Look, you have only got so many days till your midway. Till you’ve heard almost half the morning doves you ever will. Felt the sun on your face half as many chances as you’ll have, laughed half as many times as you’ll ever know — and who knows, maybe most of your God-blessed moments are already passed? So for the holy sake of sanity get off th...

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  • When You’re Praying for Boston

    On Monday, April 15 th, 2013

           

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  • When Life Burns… What We Could Do for Each Other

    On Wednesday, April 10 th, 2013

    When that chimney started on fire, right up the center of the house, right up through center of my bedroom, I heard my Dad holler. Heard the roar, heard that fire roaring just behind the yellow bricks there in my room. That yellow brick road that you could follow straight up to the sky. I curled my toes up tight under my nightie. Pulled my knees to my chin, pressed my back u...

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  • In the face of Unknowns: Electing to Trust

    On Tuesday, November 06 th, 2012

    On the eve of all the unknowing, when sitting and looking back over everything, you could see it – Somehow all of life’s failings are a failure to somehow trust God. Light caught in the trees. The trees stood in light. Stood in this quiet willingness to grow into the unknown. And there, it comes in the stillness, comes like a light warming the wood and all the ye...

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  • The Truth about Really Having it All

    On Friday, September 21 st, 2012

    I t was after the waves. After the waves of contractions, after the waves of blow out diapers and wet nursing pads that leaked through the let downs and the damp spit blankets that piled high at the bedroom door. Long after the waves of colic at 3 am and the 4:30 am crying, both the swaddled and terrified toddler, and the sleepless nights in that faded worn flannel that bl...

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  • What Women Need to Say to Each Other… because it’s what every woman needs to hear

    On Friday, September 14 th, 2012

    IIt’s when you came up behind me and put your arms around me in the kitchen last night while I was making food for your Dad. The way you laid your head on my shoulder and you held me, mama in the daughter arms after all these thirteen years. I reached up and laid my hand on your cheek, and it only takes a moment and mother and a daughter aren’t far apart anymore. Yo...

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  • When You’re Broken & Don’t Know Where to Go:

    On Thursday, August 30 th, 2012

    When she was standing there in the spring, under the blaze of the blooming trees, I could remember 13. I could remember the burn of the unfurl, and how the becoming sears, and how does a mother help a daughter light? How does a woman be a light? We had walked down to the water’s edge. The sky smothered like a grey blanket and I could feel her struggling flail, al...

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