911 or 411 It’s Halloween

911 – that’s the number that many neighbors called when seeing a bloody body on a driveway, crushed by a garage door. Johnnie Mullins from Oklahoma really gets into Halloween. He plans on adding a second body to the Halloween props on his property.  Fun? I guess each person has a different definition of  what is a good time.  So…along with the crispness of fall comes the inevitable spooky holiday. Many Christian parents give at least some thought to how and how much family participation should be had in Halloween. Personally, I’m not a huge Halloween fan. Many of my …

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Embracing Imperfection

Get a group of moms together for a weekend and what do we talk about? Yep, kids! This past weekend I had the great privilege of being able to hang with twelve other mamas.  Some of the women are first time moms and others are grand-moms. All share a great love for their children. We discovered another commonality- all the mamas’ kids have experienced some sort of challenge or struggle. Imperfection is a quality to embrace.     Okay, I’ll say it again. Imperfection is a quality to embrace.  The goal isn’t  shooting for perfection in your child or in …

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Praying Cards

My little family has lived in three different states. Minnesota, California, Minnesota again, and Colorado.  Every time we have moved it’s  been hard to say goodbye to the friends we made and the places we’ve grown to love. So… getting Christmas cards at our home is a big deal.   We love hearing from our friends and catching up with their family news. It’s so fun to look at the pictures and see how the kids have grown (not how the parents have aged!).  Sadly, another Christmas approaches and we find we haven’t communicated with these special people in the …

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Who’s Your Mama

Who’s Your Mama? In love he predestined us to be adopted as his sons through Jesus Christ. Ephesians 5a I really hate TV shows and books that are about an adopted child being reunited with his biological parent. The stories tend to reinforce an adopted child’s fantasy that all will be well once the biological parents are found. But mostly I am turned off by these accounts because I feel a little threatened. Since I was in third grade, I knew two things. I wanted to be a teacher and I wanted to be a mom. I went to school, …

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