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  • Where Fire Has Gone: A Call to Godly Purpose

    I see it everywhere—in my own life and out in the world….men in collapse. Not just tired, not just distracted, but completely surrendered. No fire. No vitality. It breaks my heart… I want to fix it but I’m not even sure how to diagnose it. I think about it a lot as I’m raising my…

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  • Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder

    Come into my home with me today, join me in my prayer life, and my daily reading. Welcome! A Jewel: If my life were not changed, I’d have nothing to write about. The truth: my life is forever changed. I should NOT be who I am. I am a walking, talking, breathing miracle of the…

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  • Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder

    Come into my home with me today, join me in my prayer life, and my daily reading. Welcome! A Jewel: There are days when my soul feels that God has forgotten me. That somehow in His busyness, He doesn’t have time to see my dreams. Then, I am reminded that most dreams that live in…

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  • A Family Built From Ash

    A Family Built From Ash

    Once there were always people. Houses full. Cars in the driveway. The long gravity of family gatherings pulling everyone back to the same kitchen table. Someone always pouring coffee. Someone always arguing about politics. Kids slipping between the legs of adults while the grown-ups talked too loudly. People orbited your life then. Parents. Aunts. Cousins.…

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  • The Thing I Miss That Never Existed

    I miss something I never had. That is the cruel math of it. A man stood in the doorway. He shared my blood, my last name, the air in the house. He existed. But he was not there. He was a storm that learned my name and used it. I grieve not a man, but…

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  • The Keepers of Innocence

    Daughter, little lamb, soft as dawnlight— the world is a hungry thing, its hands are thieves, its tongue dripping honey, laced with thorns. Once, you were nothing but lullabies and milky breath, your body a temple of baby fat and unbruised trust. Now the wolves call you darling, the merchants weigh your worth in flesh.…

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  • From Needles to Notches

    From Needles to Notches

    Heroin was the obvious lie. Perfectionism was the respectable one. Same mechanism. Different costume. One numbed the pain. The other anesthetized it with achievement, productivity, and praise. Both promised relief. Both demanded everything. The needle and the calendar were never enemies. They were accomplices. People like to call that growth. It isn’t. It’s substitution. Perfectionism…

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  • Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder

    Come into my home with me today, join me in my prayer life, and my daily reading. Welcome! A Jewel: Faith is an extrordinary weapon in life. Use it diligently and find its true meaning. It is faith that builds hope. “Just as Abraham believed God, and it was credited to him as righteousness, [as conformity…

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  • I hated discipline. Every form of it. Until I learned that disciple is not punishment. Growing up we were punished for every slight infraction we made in my father’s kingdom. If you spoke or behaved inappropriately, a leather belt was waiting to connect with your raw skin. Any infraction, after he delivered his punishment, was…

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  • If I could sit with my younger self, I’d tell her to breathe. You were trying to be the hyper-independent woman the culture told you to be, as if needing nothing and no one would make you strong.  You bought every promise feminism sold about freedom and self-creation, so you kept reinventing yourself, hoping the…

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