George, Jacob, and I spent six weeks living with Curtis and Grace when Harper was born. We slept in their mostly finished garage remodel — a lovely addition that will soon be completely functional as a rehearsal studio for Jubilee and an efficiency apartment — but the rest of the time we all occupied the […]
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Lisa Samson has been publishing novels for the Christian market for . . . a long time. I would be more specific, but my extensive research (her website and amazon) failed to produce a tidy time line. I know she started with historicals, moved on to contemporary women’s fiction (she won a Christy Award for
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Have you ever been around people who are constantly crowing about their abilities, accomplishments, and accolades? Maybe they really do have reasons to be proud, but all that self-promotion feels, well . . . a little bit icky. Then there are people who are truly astounding on multiple levels–brilliant, talented, fun, generous, and insightful–but you
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As I pondered whom to feature next for Twelve Days of Community, it struck me as meet, right, and salutary that I bookend my Ten Dollar Challenge story on one side with Day One’s Billy Coffey and on the other with his partner in . . . well, not crime necessarily, but just about everything
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Most mornings when I wake up, the first thing I do is get my bearings. I tell myself what day it is and state the most important thing(s) on my agenda. Out loud. And no, I’m not joking. I don’t know if I’m a heavy sleeper or what, but I usually wake up in a
Last Wednesday I went to Tyler for a couple of appointments that ended around noon, and afterward I drove to my friend Jill’s house to mooch some lunch. As we built our salads, she asked about George’s progress on his PhD, which led to her asking what comes next after graduation, which led to my
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If you looked at the pictures from Curtis and Grace’s reception, you saw one of Jacob gently kissing the head of a sleeping baby, Lawson Jacob Grubbs. His mother, Natalie, is fighting tears in the photo. It’s a touching scene, but it’s so much more than that. I want you to know the whole story.
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We had an awesome storm today. Not at all wintry. More like a vanguard of March–thunder, wind, big fat raindrops that turned the bird bath into a liquid popcorn popper. The wind went wiggidy there for a bit, blowing over my neighbor’s glider swing, even setting off our city’s famous-for-being-after-the-fact siren system. I love that
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First, the serious tale. O Eli, there’s a sanctity in your innocence A certain beauty and no uncertain strength That brings me to the faith, I don’t know if I, If I am climbing to or falling in, But it comes like grace from your tiny hands When I hold you in mine . .
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So, wow. I’ve been truant for quite a while. I hope this doesn’t mean I’ll have to repeat a cyber grade. Much has happened since our adventure in sandwich land. Christmas for one thing. Lots of family togetherness. Lots of friend togetherness. Lots of meaningful life. And now a new year has dawned. Do you
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