cultivating the beautiful ordinary by sharing our tales and our tables
I was a twenty-something, mindlessly folding church bulletins with a group of young women. We talked to pass the time. One of the women said, “I can’t wait until I’m forty. Your life is settled by then. It gets easier.” The fact that none of us laughed is a testament to our naïveté. Many years…
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God always comes through for me. Not always when I think I need Him. And certainly not always in the ways I ask or demand.
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I was in my wedding gown, veil in place, bouquet in hand, just minutes from my walk down the aisle when Mother entered my dressing room.
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Of all the stories I get to tell, the one of meeting my husband is one of my favorites.
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