pursuing a life of purpose
My very wrinkled sheets, hanging on the line — There’s so much chatter about making time for God. Devotionals for the busy mom surround us like a thick hazy fog. If you don’t have time to dedicate toward [the reason for your entire existence], nataproblem. God can be compartmentalized for the overworked and overscheduled. The […]
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Amanda, This is so odd writing to you, a tall clunky fourteen-year-old, with the benefit of knowing your future. Here I sit at 37 after going to law school and birthing babies and drinking an Americano with three raw sugars, all wise and sage and dolling out advice. And yet nothing I say about treasuring […]
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(1) My daughter asked why baby teeth fell out and I told her that the big grown-up teeth are underneath pushing them. She said that wasn’t true because she doesn’t feel those big teeth yet and if they were pushing wouldn’t she see evidence of it? I sighed and said that baby teeth must just […]
[Continue reading...]Hey guys! I’m honored today to introduce you to my wonderful writer friend, Melanie Haney, who writes over at A Frozen Moon. Go check it out and read her lovely words. Although we live in different parts of the country, we still struggle with the same issues: motherhood, faith, joy, and living the best life we […]
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One of the reasons I have been drawn to music is the power it has to take you from flat-out normal to exceedingly sad, or from bored to overwhelmingly happy, in less than four minutes. And when listening to longer, more complicated pieces, like Bach or Puccini or Durufle, you sit in a concert hall […]
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I think of death more than most people. It’s only natural when you come face-to-face with it so often. My cardiologist can’t explain why my heart rate plummets dangerously low. My oncologist tells me I’m in the clear now, ten years since melanoma cropped up like a nuclear bomb in my eyeball. It’s been six […]
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Our front porch is sacred. It’s a place where we sneak off to in the mornings for coffee and hope the kids don’t notice. It’s a place where we drink beer on Friday nights and watch the setting sun. Our porch is peppered with a red tractor or a plastic fire truck or a plate […]
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The other night, I spent hours writing an article on inward beauty, and how a gentle spirit matters more than True Religion jeans. We place so much importance on our appearance that we let the true elegance of our spirit go both unnoticed and unrecognized. I stayed up late editing the piece, and was happy […]
[Continue reading...](1) I made Indian food this week and my daughter told me it was the best thing she has ever eaten. She also wondered if we ate it every night of our lives whether we might still be Americans. Yes, love. We’d still be Americans. Pass the dal. (2) The other night my son got […]
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Hello! My name is Amanda Hill and I'm a writer and lawyer in Austin, Texas. Take your time to look around, and welcome!
