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Do-Overs and Other Moments of Grace by Tama Fortner

Apr 28, 2022

With a husband and then a son who eat, sleep, and breathe sports, this book nerd girl quickly expanded her vocabulary to include all sorts of sports terminology. Like rebounds, buzzer beaters, first downs, birdies, dribbling (down the court and the field), and the still-baffling-to-me offside rule. But my favorite term by far is one that occurs more in backyard and pickup games than on any official playing field: the do-over.

Loving Through the Hurt by Beth McCarthy

Apr 21, 2022

I heard my phone ding. I looked down and saw the text was from my husband. My heart sank into my stomach. My hand shook as I tapped on the message. I listened as a song began to play. It’s going to take much more than promises this time.

Give Us What You’ve Got by Molly Wilcox

Apr 14, 2022

As a writer and coach for other creatives, I’m often in conversations focused around art and creativity. One of my favorite books on creativity was written by Steven Pressfield. He wrote, “Creative work is not a selfish act or a bid for attention on the part of the actor. It’s a gift to the world and every being in it. Don’t cheat us of your contribution. Give us what you’ve got.”

Fruit to Feed: Becoming More than a Decorative Christian by Marian Frizzell

Apr 7, 2022

My lemon tree bloomed again this year, tons of tiny white blossoms with minuscule lemons sprouting inside them. Lemons that never grew large enough to be of use to anyone. The flowers were pretty, but I admit I was disappointed. I wanted lemons that I could squeeze into an icy pitcher of lemonade, drizzle onto tabouleh, and serve with baked chicken.

How Seeing Sets Us Free by Whitney Akin

Mar 31, 2022

For as long as I can remember I’ve struggled with self-consciousness. There was a stint, before 3rd grade when I was unashamedly confident, but mean comments, embarrassments, and my own resentment of my shy, introverted personality chipped away at that innocence until I found it easier to hide myself from a world full of standards I couldn’t live up to. My rules for survival were simple: don’t speak up and don’t stand out.