Category: faith

The Power of Story

This weekend, we attended an adoption celebration. Not just any adoption – an adoption that catapulted our friends from a family of 6 to a family of 9. They didn’t adopt triplets; no, they adopted 3 kids almost the exact ages of their other kids. 7 kids, ages 4 to 10. S-E-V-E-N kids. Ages F-O-U-R to T-E-N. Let’s pause for dramatic effect. * * * […]

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Remembering our Ebenezers

All throughout the Old Testament, God’s people are always piling up rocks. Sometimes altars, sometimes landscape formations…I don’t really know. But these stones are always directly tied to an encounter with God. A moment in time when heaven meets earth in a tangible experience. They see God perform a miracle, they set up stones of […]

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Kind is Cool…er than Bullhorns

Pulling into church last week, we heard a man’s voice carrying through the parking lot. As we looked to where the sound was coming from, we saw a dad with his wife and daughter, megaphone in one hand, doomsday poster in the other. “JUDGMENT DAY IS COMING. YOU’RE GOING TO LEAVE HERE AND GO DRINK YOUR BEER AND GORGE YOURSELVES […]

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Because They’re Worth Remembering

Direct quote from Beckett, the kid who cried actual tears recently because “mom PLEASE stop dancing in the car. it’s very unsafe to dance while operating a vehicle!”: “Since I’m 5 now, can I just be one of the parents?” He is – by far – the most responsible adult in our home. He is always reminding […]

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Celebrating Differences (and Teaching Our Kids to Do the Same)

“Dear ______, Stop _______.” – the formula for titling your next culturally relevant blog post These “open letters” are all. over. Facebook. All the time. Have you seen them? Something like: Dear White People, Stop Saying “All Lives Matter”. Dear Black People, Stop Protesting on Highways. Dear Police Officers, Stop the Excessive Force. Dear Everyone, Stop Assuming all […]

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I’m Positive, Honey.

I would’ve paid good money to watch a video of myself walking through the Target parking lot yesterday – one arm holding a poosploded baby under the armpits, trying not to make the mess bigger than it already was, the other arm struggling to push the tractor-trailer they market as a tri-seater shopping cart, stopping every few seconds […]

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Even Still, We are Bold

After the Paris terrorist attacks in November, Bob Goff tweeted, “We’re incredibly sad, but we’re not afraid.” I had been scrolling through tweet after tweet of fear-inciting information before I came across his wisdom. Picture after picture of incredible brokenness and uncertainty. I realized that I was afraid. And I still am, truthfully. You can catch some […]

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“Well, Flitter.”

A week ago Sunday, my mom called with the news: Nanny has died. We knew it was coming; in fact, we were kinda praying it would happen quickly. A few months go, as her memory was betraying her more than ever, we got to FaceTime. And while she was lucid and engaged, she cybermet my son, […]

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A Year of Fruit

As I reflect back over 2015, the first momentous occasion I think of, obviously, was the pregnancy and birth of our third child. But aside from, you know, adding another human to the mix and all, 2015 was also a great year for Team Brooks because it was the year we focused on the fruit of […]

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{uncomfortably} real life.

I had a redefining moment a few weeks ago on social media. This happens every so often and I’m thankful it does. I posted a picture on Facebook of our playroom in complete disarray with a caption about how I genuinely love seeing the toysplosion of little kids after big play. The post was met with several “same here” and heart […]

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