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by JodiArndtJanuary 18, 2019January 18, 2019

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"In desperate times, in the times you feel you can’t take one more thing, let your heart break. Hold out your hands and let your heart crumble to pieces right there on your knees. It may never be the same again, but God does not want you to stay the same. He wants you to grow and trust Him more. Hand Jesus the shattered shreds and say, 'Here. I can’t.'"

She had some help squirrel hunting...

@msjennafischer @officeladiespod Proof that kids do think shredders are cool!😆😎

Five years ago we found out we were having our third boy.

Mom, tell me you love me most.

There is just something about the crunch of snow underfoot that brings me satisfaction. Maybe it’s the paradox of my foot sinking into fluffy powder and the muffled crackle that results that brings me delight. Whatever it is, I do love that sound, just as it seems all children do.

“We are mirrors whose brightness is wholly derived from the sun that shines upon us.” C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

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