My car speakers are on a regular loop this week that includes “Jesus is our Guide,” “He is The Light,” and “I’m Trusting You,” a song that opens with a growling lion and monumental drumbeat. While 20-something me would have rolled her eyes in musical elitist disdain, I could not be happier to learn the dance moves and sing along with my children about how God makes a way in the wilderness.
Read MoreWhen we first started talking about a third baby, I referred to this as my “victory lap.” I knew pregnancy would be an endurance, but I am pretty confident with newborns and couldn’t wait to soak in all the best parts of our last one…
Read MoreI have heard my fair share of horrid arrangements of “Mary Did You Know?”, with all their vamping and belty vocals, yet each time I listen to the song, I cannot help but tear up when I think of that young girl in ancient Israel.
Read MoreI know that it’s fashionable to be annoyed at the Christmas decorations that pop up just after Halloween, but yesterday as Eloïse and I were doing some pre-Thanksgiving meal prep, I went all in. We turned on the Christmas music and danced to “Oh Holy Night” while cranberries popped gleefully on the stovetop and pie finished in the oven…
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