The weekend was filled with forever keepsakes. No elaborate dress codes or napkins placed just so. But worship real for the one who marks our hearts His. The boys get it. And I love that they embrace it. Him. His heart for this world. They are catching onto what glory really means.
Read MoreNo alter calls, shiny coins clanking into the offering plate or fancy Easter dresses made me his. There is a story more valuable than mine and most worthy of being told. It's the story that so many send out wrong and pressure into people's hearts through shame or guilt. It's a tale that can only be believed and lived when it is first felt in you. One of truth, of trial and of telling it right. I am grateful for his ink.
Read MoreStripes are in, people. Get your horizontal or your vertical, cats. Me? I love a stripe. There's something about 2 colors that twirls my ponytail and tickles me pink.
Read MoreOh, this girl. She has a golden light about her. Heavenly full, her eyes are beautiful reservoirs for caution and strength. Her color lines are distinctly different on her picture page of life than those of her sister.
Read MoreOn 3 separate occasions at 3 separate stores and with 3 separate ladies, I was bamboozled/hypnotized by their smell. And you guessed it, like velcro, I was all up on them. Each time I asked what they were wearing, below was their response.
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