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…But what about the last bouquet?  Spoiler alert:  it's tragic.   Today, our church offered a flower bar to all the moms. Some of us 💁🏻‍♀️ didn't want to wait in line, so we talked, snapped everybody's pictures in the Photo Booth, and then turned to find that the trash flowers were all that was left.    There have been years when that would have hurt my heart and left me feeling unseen and oddly lonely.    This year, we had a glorious breakthrough on an issue with one of the kids. We laughed a lot this morning. I wore...

The sun darkening…the fact that our moon: essentially a piece of space trash that won the gravity lottery, will be able to waltz right in front of our sun and literally blot it out for even a little while is fascinating. Science, nature, and things spinning entirely out of our control will draw us all outside, wearing goofy glasses to experience this eerie phenomenon.     My heart is still tender with post-Easter reflections. A total eclipse happened the day Jesus died, too. Can you imagine hearing his moaning, blood dripping everywhere as your beloved agonizingly died while the moon slowly...

"Then one of the twelve, called Judas Iscariot, went unto the chief priests, and said unto them, What will ye give me, and I will deliver him unto you? And they covenanted with him for thirty pieces of silver. And from that time he sought opportunity to betray him." Matthew 26:14-16 THEN....Judas went...He wasn't tricked into betraying Jesus; he sought it out.   WHY? What happened right before that prompted this "then Judas" moment? According to Matthew and Mark's accounts, we find the woman with an alabaster jar anointing Jesus with her expensive perfume.  Likely, her dowry was poured out on...

"Just why?"  That was my first thought when I walked in to brush my teeth and found a broken clip sitting on our bathroom counter. WHY doesn't Brad just throw things like this away? Why does he leave it sitting on the counter where I will inevitably be the one to deal with it….   I'm so glad I had to finish brushing my teeth before I reacted; my mouth occupied, so the first thought couldn't pop out. I felt my words shift:   I can just throw it away.    The clip is the leftover trash from a weekend...

Yesterday, I put three-year-old Selah in a little ballet class where they pretended to jump on lily pads and swim through the water (or something like that 😂). I had no idea what Clement Arts was, just that they promised to keep performance costs to a minimum, and my friend Holly told me to sign her up. She was so tiny, so adorable. The night of her first recital, I snapped this picture as she stood in the wings of that vast stage and then watched enraptured as my shy little girl in bunny ears walked out and danced every...