the /grace/ between
The grace poured out between.
THE BLOG
LETTERS TO MY CHILDREN
OUR STORY
Hey I'm Molly - Army wife, ex-helicopter pilot & mother of five children, two dogs, two cats, a borrowed donkey, a handful of backyard chickens & two very patient horses.
I’m also an organized creative, a recovering Type A, and I can’t stop talking when I’m nervous. I love coffee, color and all things DIY. I write because it’s how I’m made to worship. I tell my story because I want you to know my weakness, and His strength. I write to recount our moments of fear, grief, grace, joy, and ultimately, redemption. So prop your feet up on my virtual kitchen table, pour a cup of ridiculously strong coffee, and stay awhile. I’m so glad you’re here.
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An Intentional Advent
Advent season is my favorite.I am usually in a daze of wonder for the whole of December. Star stricken by the Divine humanity. It is a well from which to draw all year long.The clearest memories I have of Christmas as a child are threefold. I remember reading the...
Why I cried in the post office before Veteran’s day.
(I am a week behind. This, this for Veteran's Day, 2017). I stood in the post office the other day, boxing up the bulk of my children's Halloween candy to send to a friend overseas. I fumbled over the customs form, a piece of paper I've scribbled hastily on what feels...
My Thanksgiving Hallelujah
We’d been married 205 days when my body failed my first (un)born. We’d been apart for 148 of those days. My soldier left in the fall, in the brilliance of the dying leaves. He left, and I was pregnant and blissfully naive in the way you can only be when you...