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One Good Phrase: Tamara Hill Murphy (You trust God to keep you safe at night, but you still lock the doors.)

I knew of Tamara Hill Murphy because I'd come across her blog once or twice. That was before I moved to Austin the same week she did, before we met in the same church on a Sunday morning, before I realized her humor or her wisdom or her willingness to think deep on the hard things and laugh about about the surface ones. I'm ...

Thankful Tuesday: Ring-bearers and the rest

Can we just start by saying that I love dressing my boys up in bow-ties  even if they complain and refuse to smile for pictures. Also, I love that August made it all the way down the aisle at cheetah-fast speed (as he would say) even though Brooksie didn't quite make it past the trees on the grassy walk before the aisle ...

Why I’m afraid to tell you where we’re going on vacation

[caption id="attachment_4446" align="aligncenter" width="500"] Florence, Italy at sunset (via romanticplaces.tumblr.com)[/caption] On September 19, Chris and I are going to Italy. Without our kids. And we’re going for ten days. There, I said it. I’ve been so afraid to tell you and there are a lot of reasons: One, I’m ...

Marriage and the Easy Yoke

[caption id="attachment_4396" align="aligncenter" width="286"] © 2012 Erin Molloy Photography[/caption] “Are you so pissed at your husband for making you move?” The stylist's fingers were moving quick through my hair, applying white and blue chemicals, in effort to sustain my vain pursuit of the blonde strands I grew ...

Wherever I Send You, Whatever it Costs You

[caption id="attachment_4314" align="aligncenter" width="450"] from livethemma.ikea.se via Berber on Pinterest[/caption] A week and a half ago, prior to my grandfather’s funeral, as I ate a large family meal in the fellowship hall of the Boyett Baptist Church (no, that’s not really its name!), I encountered a third or ...

What’s saving my life this week.

This week my friend Sarah Bessey asked the question at her blog: What’s saving your life right now? [caption id="attachment_4259" align="aligncenter" width="428"] Pawpaw and Memaw, with my aunt Rita in 1947[/caption] Grief is a strange thing, isn’t it? It’s so deep and wild and untamable. And it wakes up whenever it ...

Poem-a-Day Friday: Farah Marklevits

[caption id="attachment_2679" align="aligncenter" width="350" caption="msmuse.tumblr.com"][/caption] Farah Marklevits is a friend of mine from Syracuse. I spent three years of graduate school in a workshop with the same five poets, who taught me as much about writing as our professors. (Ours was a special group. We ...