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Kara’s Collection: This One Voice of Mine

Kara’s Collection: This One Voice of Mine

From an article originally posted December 9, 2013…

Recently someone kindly wrote me and encouraged me to write letters for my children for their futures. My heart thought, I am. Every blog post is a letter for my people. This voice of mine, it’s what I have. I write, and write, and write, and truly at the heart of my prolific writing is that my kids will one day journey here and hear my heart. My guy, my kids, my community, it feels like a legacy. I want to be here to walk through their hard days and offer them grace, but knowing my story, I feel compelled to come to this place, and my own journal, so they can know me, hear me, be pointed to Jesus, and find grace to see their way through hard days.

Kara’s Collection: Proudly on the Naughty List!

Kara’s Collection: Proudly on the Naughty List!

From an article originally posted December 5, 2013…

I have been quietly struggling with the paradox of the American holiday we find ourselves in the midst of today. I do not wish to enter the Santa-no-Santa debate. It is one Jason and I have wrestled through and come to a comfortable peace in our home. The debate is intense and often unkind;  it’s almost as unkind as the political conversation in our nation. For that reason, I have backed away. But I will comment on a heart to the holiday that I think is troubling.

Kara’s Collection: Quiet

Kara’s Collection: Quiet

From an article originally posted December 12, 2013…

I decided to spend one cd this morning cleaning. After the carnage of the week, I knew I could get buried in the heaps and mounds of fun that were had by all. The Nerf gun bullets strewn, the towels soiled, the fridge filled with joyful cooking that has slowly passed its prime. I clean through the gifted EP from Tim Timmons. It reminds me of truth and is brief; I’m not up for a long morning of cleaning. It’s just not in me today. I decided to catch up on the memories of the week past. So much living done in such a short time, and I don’t want it forgotten. So I sit, I remember, I feel thankful and filled.

Kara’s Collection: Jen Lints Photography Love

Kara’s Collection: Jen Lints Photography Love

From an article originally posted November 29, 2013…

I can’t write enough, sing the praises of my friend Jen Lints enough. When we were going through the Waldo Canyon fire over a year ago, we were given a window into what matters. The moment you only have a few trunk spaces in a car to carry away what matters, you realize what is important. First, the people, then the memories of the people in your life. We filled our car with our sweet family, then we packed in pictures and journals. In light of the blazing fire, nothing else was important.

Kara’s Collection: The Sacred vs. Stuff

Kara’s Collection: The Sacred vs. Stuff

From an article originally posted November 23, 2013…

Coming into the holiday season leaves me with a burden that plagues my heart. On one hand, there is the desire to give a reprieve from our story. The lie that a whole bunch of stuff will give my kids a momentary break from our hard. Worse than that, is the plaguing lies that my Christmases are limited, and to make sure they remember the Christmases with me being big, full, joyful, fun.

Then, there is the deep desire for the sacred in our holiday. The want to over-spiritualize each moment and leave my kids with a deep understanding of the sacred season. That raises a bit of a problem, too. I want to inspire my kids, draw them into the greatest story ever told, not bore them with my want to fill their cup with all that I believe and hold dear in faith before I’m gone.