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Practical Steps to Understanding your Longings

I still have my own thirst for quiet space, especially now that I am a mommy. The house gets so loud sometimes, and I find myself sinking through the pressure of each day. What do we do with these yearnings keeping us up at night? How do we navigate the rocky waters of longing? read more

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5 Mothering Should I's

When motherhood arrived on my doorstep I wanted to do things the “right” way. I had some preconceived ideas about what that meant. And as I adopted them, I found the assumptions I held about what was best were often just plain wrong. read more

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Courage Suppressant

Comparison is the suppressor of courage. Slowly and subtly the act of comparing ourselves stifles the ability to bravely be who we are as individuals, women and mothers. It takes courage to view ourselves as mothers in real light and not the shadows of other woman. read more

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The Calling Out

Often we have a perspective that allows us to see someone’s undiscovered potential. It goes both ways—be open to others when they “call something out of you.” And also watch for the hidden potential you see in others and take the time to “call it out of them.” read more

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On Working Toward Self-Awareness

I don’t know exactly how it happened. It is a memory that stands out from the rest. We were driving to church, and my older brother wouldn’t be quiet. And I remember my mom saying, “Clay, can you please be quiet? Look at your sister. See how quiet she can be? Be like her.” read more