Kris
Kris is a writer and artist living in the middle of Ohio. She loves Jesus, people, and words. She is most often found in her tiny kitchen, where she plays with her food. Having recently mastered the art of preparing perfectly crisp dino-nuggets--she is her children's hero.
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On Obedience, Goodbyes And Walking In Faith

Throughout all of their journeys, whenever the cloud was taken up from over the tabernacle, the people of Israel would set out. But if the cloud was not taken up, then they did not set out until the day that it was taken up (Exodus 40:36-37). I think it’s fair to say that hearing from God is not often easy. Not because God isn't speaking, but because His voice is...

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On Learning To See

Lately, I"ve been slowly savoring every word of Annie Dillard's, Pilgrim At Tinker Creek. I'd seen her book quoted numerous times by some of my favorite friends around the internet and finally, when I could stand it no more, I bought myself a copy and started reading the day the mail carrier left if on my doorstep. She opens chapter two, Seeing, by describing how as a child, she used...

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We Wish You Merry Christmas

As you gather around your tree, around your table, on sofa's in pews, in your neighborhoods and wherever you may find yourself this Christmas, we pray that you would be renewed with the unedning hope of Christ. May your hearts overflow with joy that comes from knowing His faithfulness is not dependent on your circumstance. Our prayer for you this Christmas day and into the New Year, is that you...

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Tradition And Experimentation: A Few Good Eats This Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday. Thinking back on my childhood, I can't recall a single Thanksgiving that we spent with just our small family of five. It seemed we always spent the day with someone, whether they were blood relatives, or friends. The company of others was always more important than the menu. The more, the merrier was the philosophy we lived. We had our traditions, of course....

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A Feast For All Saints

A couple of weeks ago I took the kids to our favorite garden for fall photos. I've been doing this since they could walk. We have a history of images all taken in this familiar setting, chronologically recording their monumental growth. But it's not just any garden. It's a quiet garden, a memorial garden. A place where people can come to remember the saints who have died. We wander the...

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Come & Eat: A Celebration Of Love And Grace Around The Everyday Table

I first connected with Bri McKoy on twitter several years ago. Bri's work with Compassion International connected us, as I was an advocate, and participant in the Compassion Bloggers program. Eventually, God opened the door for me to travel along with Bri and two other bloggers, to write for Compassion on a Sponsor tour. It was in one of the many terminals at Miami International airport where Bri and I...

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Finding Your Welcome Again And How Tomato Soup Can Heal

We spent the summer mostly by the pool. Those plastic loungers acted as a cradle of respite for me, a safe, uninterruptible space for me to wrestle with my angst related to community and a wound that oozed far longer than seemed reasonable. I was near militant about our pool going. Mostly, the kids were on board, but even on days when they turned their toes in and sighed, again?!...

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On Rest And Resistance

We sit on the deck overlooking the mountains, my girls blowing bubbles around me in a swirl of iridescent colors. The air is damp, a breeze shifts the bubbles this direction, then that way. The evening is as close to perfect as I could have imagined, watching the sun slip behind a veil of thick clouds, then beneath the horizon, Still, the knot wedged between my shoulder blades refuses to...

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Art For The Heart

I can't keep up with the piles and stacks of her art that find their way to my night stand when I'm in the shower, or the ones she sets on the kitchen counter top in the middle of the mad-rush to get dinner on the table. She's always creating something, and always quick to give her art away.  We tell her repeatedly that she has a bent for it--that...

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Women Who Gather At The Table

It's funny these days, how people you've never met in person can become dear friends through spaces like Voxer and Facebook. Instagram breeds in us, a familiarity for others because we've seen their bedroom, or their children at play, their closet, or their front door. As weird as it is, it's also the world we live in. This is how many of us find community. Six years ago, I met a woman...

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