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Taking a Breather: Finding Strength in Rest.
If you’re a consistent reader of this blog, you might have noticed a slight hiccup in my usual weekly posting rhythm. But fear not! The apocalypse didn’t sneak up on us, and I didn’t mysteriously disappear. And no, the omnipotent “cloud” didn’t conspire against me either. I simply did something a bit out of character—I…
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It’s Hard Out Here For a Parent.
If your family is anything like mine, mornings can be a bit crazy. The alarm clock rings out jolting everyone from sleep at the latest possible second. Everyone groggily stumbles out of bed and into their daily routines. Backpacks are stuffed with textbooks and assignments, lunches are hastily packed, and shoes are frantically slipped on…
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Cuffed.
When I was in high school, my bed was a futon. This is never a wise choice but, I wanted my room to be more like a living room by day but have the ability to quickly turn back into a bedroom at night. As a side note, a futon doesn’t make a great bed…
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Blessings or Curses?
Over the last few weeks, I’ve been reading the book of Exodus in my quiet times. I’ve read this book, preached from this book, and even worshipped to songs written out of this book so many times over the years that it’s honestly become one of those books that I can view as “just a…
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Find Your Stride
Around the start of the new year, I decided that I wanted to run the Cooper River Bridge Run in Charleston. I needed a time bound goal that was going to push me to commit to something that was going to happen whether I was ready or not. So, the Bridge Run it was. I…
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Lazy Baking and Potential Kitchen Fires
Do you have one of those drawers in your kitchen with all the boxes of rolled things in it? We all have that drawer right? Mine is currently stocked with aluminum foil, cling wrap, parchment paper, and wax paper. One day, in a fervent quest to avoid scrubbing a pan, I reached for the parchment.…
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When Waffle Fries Attack
From the time I was 18 until I was about 22, I worked at Chick Fil A. Yes, I’ve seen “behind the curtain” and yes, I still love Chick Fil A. But one night, I had a minor accident that left me scarred. It all happened while I was working the fry station scooping waffle…
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The Power of Close
It’s a pretty well known fact at this point that my family and I have moved back to the South. At the end of September we got the opportunity to relocate from Omaha, Nebraska to Asheville, North Carolina. While this type of move obviously comes with some major changes, one of the biggest has been…
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