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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Housekeeping
I've been quiet lately. For a multitude of reasons, a few of which I will list for you because I am so sure you care. {Honestly, if it weren't for Five Minute Friday and Lisa Jo Baker, this blog would be fairly nonexistent at the moment.} {one} How many times can I...
Ordinary Parenting
{More Five Minute Friday in which I take longer than five minutes. Also, because I was typing most of this one handed while nursing, I was forced to do some significant editing so it didn't look like a drunk monkey wrote this. Linking up with some lovely women as...
Bird Baths and How Not to Worry
I feel like my brows have a constant furrow. My face is screwed up tight against the world ... with fatigue, with worry, as a defense against the Wee Man screaming. But in between all the brow furrowing, and the forehead scrunching, this happened. I was reading in...