The other day I found an old scrapbook. It was from my high school days. There were faded old pictures and hall passes, goofy poems, a school fight song I made up, funny notes from school friends, and even a couple report cards. I don’t remember saving any of it. But I’m glad I did. […]
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Doubt is my greatest enemy. It steals my energy, my creativity, and my desire to even think. It’s the proverbial primate on my back, riding me at every turn, telling me that I’m a weak and worthless writer. And I believe it. Hook, line, and stinker. For the past four years I’ve believed those lies.
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Today I become the mother of a teenage son. On the day he was born, I wrote these words: I cannot comprehend life. It’s beginnings confound me. It is God’s doing. It is His choice. He is God. Two months before he was born, God brought a young woman into my life. She was pregnant
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