People who walk through similar pain share an invisible bond. We call it being “in the club.” I’m in the “parents of children with special needs” club, the “parents of heart kids” club, and the “bereaved parents” club. No one wants to join these clubs, but I can’t tell you what a comfort it is…

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Each month Elizabeth Esther hosts a link- up for bloggers on the first Saturday of the month to share their favorite post from the previous month. This month we’re sharing posts from June 2012. My favorite post from June is this one, in which our church search begs the question, “What is the church, really?“…

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I don’t have a new post today because my oldest son attended Boychoir camp this week. It was a long hot week, and I got to help 2 days of it. My son was excited I was there, hugged me every time he saw me, and was bummed I didn’t get assigned more days. All…

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“Mom, when you get married, do you just wake up one day with a baby in you?” she asked. I finished chewing my mouthful of burrito, swallowed hard, and asked, “What do you mean? Are you asking if you wake up with a big belly one morning, or how the baby gets in there?” She…

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It was bound to happen. We visited the church of a close friend, and now I have to write a blog post. If I write that we loved it, will it be sincere? What if we decide not to make it our church home later? What if I write that we didn’t like it –…

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Being 30-something is like being an adolescent all over again. I realized this today as I was responding to a survey question for 30-somethings on Frank Viola’s blog (if he gets over 100 responses, he’ll give away prizes to 5 respondents). Though his question is focused primarily on relationships in the church, I believe it…

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