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Repurpose and Rebuild
My prayer journal from this past April is littered with petitions to God to make a way for me to stay home again. I didn’t feel as though my remaining school sand had slipped through the waist of the hourglass, but I could feel a pull in my heart, a whisper that was telling me it might be time again. I just needed his confirmation, his timetable, and his provision to make it possible. Writing a tuition check for two kids felt like a shoddy bridge suspended over a mile high cavern we would be forced to cross. I’ve always known that teaching is not my final destination. That I…
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A Thrill of Hope
When I look back on this past year in preparation to evaluate all that’s happened and make plans for my 2024 hopes and dreams, I find myself at a loss. This past year has felt like five different lives all taking me down a divergent path. If you were with me at the beginning of the year, you know the word I chose was “enchantment,” and my family and I certainly danced our way through enchanting things, both large and small. But there were also downed branches along the way that made us lose our footing, thunderstorms that both threatened and delivered on their promises, gnats of confusion, anxiety, and…