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Joy Is Worth Carrying Into Every Season
As June comes to a close, I keep thinking about one simple truth: Joy isn’t something we find once. It’s something we choose again and again. This month, we’ve talked...
Joy Is Worth Carrying Into Every Season
As June comes to a close, I keep thinking about one simple truth: Joy isn’t something we find once. It’s something we choose again and again. This month, we’ve talked...
Our Baseball Tournament Experience at Shipyard ...
If your baseball travels are taking you to Shipyard Park in Charleston (Actually Mount Pleasant...) South Carolina, you’re in for a treat! We recently spent four days playing at this...
Our Baseball Tournament Experience at Shipyard ...
If your baseball travels are taking you to Shipyard Park in Charleston (Actually Mount Pleasant...) South Carolina, you’re in for a treat! We recently spent four days playing at this...
Joy in the Slow Days
There’s something funny about summer. All year long, we count down the days until school is out. We dream about slower mornings, less rushing, and a break from the constant...
Joy in the Slow Days
There’s something funny about summer. All year long, we count down the days until school is out. We dream about slower mornings, less rushing, and a break from the constant...
The Things We Forget to Be Grateful For
Some lessons show up quietly… and some show up like a pinched nerve that lays you flat on the couch for a week and a half. Debilitating. Ask me how...
The Things We Forget to Be Grateful For
Some lessons show up quietly… and some show up like a pinched nerve that lays you flat on the couch for a week and a half. Debilitating. Ask me how...
When God’s Grace Meets Our Messy Days
The past few weeks have felt like someone picked up our life, shook it like a snow globe, and set it back down in a slightly different arrangement. Beautiful in...
When God’s Grace Meets Our Messy Days
The past few weeks have felt like someone picked up our life, shook it like a snow globe, and set it back down in a slightly different arrangement. Beautiful in...
Letter to My Younger Self: Learning Grace Throu...
If I could sit down with my younger self...the little girl in the black ballet costume who thought every clap was laughter, I’d cup her face gently and tell her...
Letter to My Younger Self: Learning Grace Throu...
If I could sit down with my younger self...the little girl in the black ballet costume who thought every clap was laughter, I’d cup her face gently and tell her...