Girl, Show Up

I lean against the steering wheel, pulling my jangling key from the ignition. Pursing my lips, I summon the confident, 23-year-old diva at the height of her vocal training. I smile, catching a glimpse of her in the rearview mirror, and then sigh as I take hold of the reality that it has been a…

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The Light of Empathy

The downtown central library in San Antonio is lovingly referred to by locals as the “Enchilada.” The color of its skin can only be likened to the chili con carne sauce draped over a steaming plate of enchiladas. There are multiple floors to this library and extensive collections, and the most recent addition is a…

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Naming The Wild Things

Ask a mom of littles what her day looks like, and she will probably laugh in your face. The day, in large part, is what it is. However, since entering the parenting trenches three-and-a-half years ago, I have begun to take hold of the unexpected practice of peacemaking through planning. What used to read “prison”…

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Baggage Claim

It was way past my bedtime as I drove to pick up my husband from the airport, and I was surprised to find nerves gnawing away in the pit of my stomach. My mind was racing as I drove the familiar route, wondering aloud what reuniting would look like after seven months apart.

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Around the Table

The room is dark, the hay is cold, and the pain is real, but there are candles illuminating the stable filled with friendly faces. I often wonder what the meal following the birth of Jesus looked like. Did the shepherds go into the marketplace and bring back some lamb to roast, with a side of…

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Taking a Stand

The smell of stale popcorn wafted up my nostrils as I retrieved my Bible from my purse, ready to follow along in the text. My Sunday School teacher smiled and took a deep breath. Today’s discussion came from the book of Esther, beginning with the character of Queen Vashti. Hanna-Barbera’s “Stories from the Bible” flashed…

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Crown of Splendor

Do you remember the moment you first discovered a gray hair? I do. It was a Sunday morning, just shy of my first wedding anniversary. My husband and I were spending some time at my parents’ house before moving across the Pacific Ocean. Four weeks earlier, on April 29, I’d given birth to my daughter.…

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The Gospel According to Elena

Sweat dripped down my back as I tidied up and considered what on earth to do with my kids next. It was 4 p.m., smack dab in the middle of “mom hell”, and my daughter was sprawled across the futon, a pink iPad glowing the latest Sofia the First episode. This was her routine after being…

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