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To Take or To Trust

To Take or To Trust

I was barely old enough to write out words. Yet, with misspellings and tears, the note I wrote to my parents that day still comes to mind. My brother didn’t want me playing with his ball, and I did. I wanted it. I took it. With a tinge of guilt I bounced it on the...
Wrestling With God

Wrestling With God

I wrestle. A lot. Not down on the floor in the physically crazy, wild, exhausting and tension filled kind of way. Like my boys might do. But often in a similarly crazy, wild, exhausting, tension filled, emotional and mental kind of way. Like a woman hard after the...