all clean

There is nothing that Big Food or any other world system can offer me - no taste, treat, buzz, or sense of satisfaction - that is not only available, but actually better and more fulfilling when I get it naturally, as close to God's original form as possible.

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ta-dah!

When my girls were little, I quickly noticed that they based a large percentage of their feelings and reactions on mine.  This was most evident when they were learning to walk.  Anytime they wobbled, tripped, fell down, or even just startled themselves, they immediately looked to my face for a response. If I heeded my… Continue reading ta-dah!

plants

2015 is now three weeks old, and the best gift I've received so far is plants. Not real plants, mind you, as in flower boxes or a house cactus, but just the word itself. My family did an exercise this holiday wherein we each chose a word - any word that was on our hearts… Continue reading plants

the big reveal

Halloween costumes have been the subject of much colorful discussion this year in my circles. First there was this cartoon, which I saw posted on several Facebook pages but most notably on A Mighty Girl: Somewhat related, several of my coworkers have loudly bemoaned their difficulties in finding the perfect work-appropriate costume that is fun… Continue reading the big reveal

cross/fit

I've been a church-going girl all of my life, literally since I was born.  Being a Christian has been one of the primary ways I identify myself, and a big part of that is attending church.  My weakest moments only meant that I would attend more - every time the doors were open, if I could.Entering… Continue reading cross/fit

pica

Last week, I got a name for a behavior that has long afflicted my youngest daughter.  The behavior is craving and /or consuming substances which are not food - recently it has been crayons and pencil erasers - and the name is pica. Lots of people manifest it, but no one knows exactly what causes… Continue reading pica

feedback

I had a classic parenting moment this weekend.  My ten-year-old came to me with a problem - mean girls - and I spent about half an hour with her explaining the phenomenon.  We covered everything from the art of recognizing knuckleheads in the wild to rooting herself in the knowledge of how God sees her. … Continue reading feedback