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Growing Up in Good Time

  When we first saw This Old McHenry House in December of 2004, she was covered in a dingy white vinyl siding. All of her still-visible trim work was sloppily painted a horrible dark pink. She wasn’t pretty. But I thought she had potential. My suspicion was confirmed when we received a folder of paperwork at the closing in March […]

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The Fundamentalism Factor

And…I’m back after a holiday break, hoping to post each Tuesday now until I see this project through. Thanks for joining me on the ride. Buckle up. Here we go… I grew up in a Fundamental Baptist world. Fundamental Baptist home. Fundamental Baptist church. Fundamental Baptist school. I know what you’re thinking. Okay, actually, I don’t. But I imagine a […]

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Our Cock-Eyed Christmas

This month I’m taking a break from my This Odd House writing project. Instead, I’m sharing a few little Christmas-related stories, linked up to “Tuesdays Unwrapped” at Emily Freeman‘s chattingatthesky.com. Go to her website to find the links to many more tales of Grace from her community. My plan is to pick back up on the This Odd House writing […]

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A Sticky Little Gift

Last Tuesday I was a bit strung out. I had to make an unexpected trip into the city to help direct a rehearsal for the Christmas production I had written. Opening night was Friday, and the final scene wasn’t coming together. The pressure was on to sort it out. To make it meaningful. To pierce twelve thousand hearts with the […]

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On Dad and Dating

It’s been called an epidemic. And rightly so. The statistics are staggering. According to the U.S. Census Bureau, 43% of children in America now live without their Father. And that number continues to grow. Research abounds on the possible effects of this reality—connecting Fatherlessness to everything from high school dropouts to substance abuse to incarceration. But more difficult to quantify are the […]

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Becoming Sibs

My mom loved to tell the story of when I was almost three and her belly was bulging with my brother and we were doing the laundry in the basement. Evidently, I climbed to the top of a mountain of dirty clothes and issued a decree. “Mommy, let’s name our baby Kenny.” Undoubtedly, it wasn’t my first bossy proclamation. But […]

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Some Kind of Happy

Yesterday was a good day. Daryl stayed on green at Kindergarten. A friend blessed me by bringing him home from school, so I could get some things done and Amelia could take an early nap. She’s not been well. In the afternoon, both kids were angels at the doctor’s office. Sitting side-by-side, arms around one another, as I read books to them. Amelia cooperated with the nurse and doesn’t have an ear infection. We treated ourselves to frozen yogurt on the way home. Then the kids played nicely together in the fall sunshine until it was time to pick up Daddy from the train. The three of us sat in anticipation at the station. “Yay! Daddy’s coming!” Amelia cried. Big grin. Hands thrown in the air. “Whoever sees Daddy first gets to go home and practice piano and then watch Curious George!” Daryl shouted. “Okay. Deal,” I said. Then, of course, Daryl spotted him first, crossing the road, all smiles. Daddy circled the car, poking his head into each window, giving each of us a kiss. Then he climbed in next to me, and we drove off into the sunset. We were so Happy! The take-our-picture-and-post-it-on-facebook kind of Happy. The film-us-for-the-closing-shot-of-your-movie kind of Happy. But then…the Love of My Life went off script and said this: “I have a meeting tonight, remember?” What? No. I did not remember. So I said so. Then he said. Then I said. Then he […]

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The Big Reveal

In my next post I will return to the subject at hand…revealing more about this particular journey of healing that God has taken me on. But here I want to take a step back—for my own benefit as much as anything—and try to explain the point of this exercise. Why I feel the need to write my way through. And […]

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