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<p>When Jesus heard this, he told them, &#8220;Healthy people don&#8217;t need a doctor&#8211;sick people do. I have come to call not those who think they are righteous, but those who know they are sinners.&#8221; Mark 2:17 Brent and I came home to the boys in bed.  Miss Claire was waiting for us in the kitchen. &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2014/12/17/i-have-a-broken-mary/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span>

<p>With our final family game played, we raked all of the Spot It cards back into a small pile on the floor.  The older two boys pulled themselves off the rug at their daddy&#8217;s instructions to brush teeth and crawl in bed.  A few tired whines were grumbled, but for the most part, everyone was &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2014/12/11/i-always-want-to-be-six/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>If we are willing to ask Him, God will give us the grace to slow the pace.  And He will help us remember how loved we are and how faithful He is.  If we wait expectantly for Him, God will lift our eyes and draw near to us.  Giglio, Waiting Here For You: An Advent &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2014/12/04/grace-to-slow-our-pace/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one receives the prize?  So run that you may obtain it.  1 Corinthians 9:24 Thanksgiving morning, I woke early to stretch.  At 5:07 AM you would have found me in the living room, Bible on the floor, with my legs sunken deeply &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2014/12/01/i-run-for-mugs/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>A Thanksgiving Psalm  On your feet now—applaud God! Bring a gift of laughter, sing yourselves into his presence. Know this: God is God, and God, God. He made us; we didn’t make him. We’re his people, his well-tended sheep. Enter with the password: “Thank you!” Make yourselves at home, talking praise. Thank him. Worship him. &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2014/11/24/come-home-this-thanksgiving/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&r

<p>{Guest Post and Giveaway} My friend Lou picked a bad time to call. I was a train wreck, paralyzed by pandemonium—soup steaming on the stove and ready to boil over…sink stuffed with dirty dishes…both children yelling and chasing through the house…husband staying out of sight and the chaos. Weaving around grocery bags on the juice-coated &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2014/11/20/taming-the-chaos-one-thing-at-a-time/">Continue reading <spa