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Easter is Brave Hope

I’ve spent the last week trying to come up with something to encourage you to embrace the hope of Easter. Last year I wrote about how Easter is Real and the year before, I shared how Easter is Freedom and this year I’ve had no inspiration, but I hope these words will encourage you anyways. The raw,…

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Easter is Real

I realized a week or so ago that Easter is exactly three months from when Keith passed away and it made me realize the huge emotional journey I’ve been on. Being a caregiver during the serious illness of a loved one is overwhelming. During Keith’s latest battle with cancer, life often felt like we were…

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Easter Is Freedom

I’ve been thinking a lot about what to write for Easter this year. Since I lost my dad 18 months ago, Easter is forever changed. I understand how Jesus’ friends and family felt as they watched him die, as they buried him, and as they tried to make sense of it all. Easter is an emotionally confusing…

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I Saw The Lord

Do you ever have those times in your life when you are so very painfully aware of your brokenness. I don’t mean broken like sad broken or hurt broken or sick broken. I’m talking about the broken we can all identify with: human broken. If you’re not broken, then you’re kidding yourself. We all have…

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The Great Exchange

Veterans Day has become a special day since we became a military family. We have been active duty for 3.5 years now and anticipate our first deployment this time next year. In honor of the holiday, there have been many videos and television specials about the military and deployment homecomings. Yesterday, we saw a video…

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In This World There’s A Whole Lot of Trouble

In this world there’s a whole lot of trouble, baby In this world there’s a whole lot of pain In this world there’s a whole lot of trouble But a whole lot of ground to gain In this world there’s a whole lot of sorrow In this world there’s a whole lot of shame In…

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