It is so easy to look back on past seasons and see how they changed us, but with this so fresh, I am still processing. Thank you for your grace as I continue to vulnerably share my stories of failures and celebrations.
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I chose not to see her. Sure, I knew she existed. We shared mutual friends and grew up in the same small town. Finally, in college, our paths crossed.
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When we found her, she had squeezed her small body under a pile of garbage. Her head was shoved in a broken piece of plywood. Later, we found out this is because she thinks no one will find her if her head is hidden.
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By William: I went in wanting a new friend, and came out with a new tool to connect with God. I'm a bead-liever.
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Holding my breath too soon, I had to gasp for air when she asked me the final question.
“Who is your Savior?”
My Saturday began with an orange bucket, blue gloves, and an aching back as I meticulously searched the grass for shards of broken glass.
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With only fifteen minutes to get from Downtown to Buckhead in afternoon traffic, I impatiently sighed as the light turned red. Annoyed, I looked out the window and straight into his old, worn eyes.
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We have some exciting news…the Reilly’s are moving to Pittsburgh!
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Confession: I typically skim over the first seventeen verses of Matthew 1, eager to get to the good part. The part where a baby enters the story, changing the lives of a young couple and inevitably the world.
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I had a FSBD today.
For those of you with your lives together, that stands for a “Freakishly Snotty Break Down.”
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You know the scene: a glowing bride walking down the aisle with all eyes held fast, hearts slowing as the onlookers are captivated by her radiance. Yet there I was, standing in a bridal shop in a gorgeous gown, trying my hardest to keep glowing as he stared downwards at a piece of paper in his hand.
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