Service rooted in anything other than love for another isn't service. It is slavery. God wants more than that for us and more than that for the ones we serve. I'm guessing that many of us could look back and recall a situation in which we were indeed served. I'll also guess that we may be able to remember a time...
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Last week my Mama's heart was pulled on every front. Each of our adult children was dealing with a challenge of some type. Physical. Emotional. Or both. As a dear friend said, "We only do as good as how any given kid is doing badly." When our kids hurt. We hurt. Period. Before last week I knew I'd be launching into...
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“I want to be the fun one.” The words I spoke to my hubby were powered more by a sigh than vocalized breath. My amazing guy was about to take the kids on an outing. I was thrilled and crushed all at the same time. There are plenty of circumstances (outside of motherhood) that can cause the “should do” and...
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Could I get a hand, please? I’d love help with the dishes. That would be great! A teen that takes up garbage without being asked? Fantabulous! A co-worker that goes above and beyond to help “make it happen”. Answered prayer! As awesome as that all sounds it’s not what I’m referring to. I’m talking about the kind of hand that occurs when...
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Living with three adolescents means several things. 1) You will laugh a lot. 2) You will cry a lot. 3) You will never take a hot shower because they will have used all the hot water. My hopes of showering until I felt replenished were cut short and the dang raisin clung to me like coffee stains on a favorite...
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