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On the Eve of the End of the Fourth Trimester

Tomorrow my daughter turns three months old. Some experts call the first three months of an infant’s life the “fourth trimester.” After making her way from the comfort of my uterus, having floated around in the soft amniotic fluid, listening to the constant swoosh of my heartbeat, and getting used to the rhythmic rocking of my body walking for nine months, she made her way into some bright, loud, wide open, unknown world. Every single thing is new. It has been my responsibility, as her mother, to help her transition into this new space. I’ve learned a lot during this “fourth trimester.”

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Dear Baby Girl...

We decided 10 years ago that we were ready to meet you.  We’ve waited patiently… and impatiently… and now there are only about 5 weeks left until we see your beautiful face. The mixture of joy, love, trepidation, and anticipation is overwhelming at times. Our hearts are going to burst. We can only pray we do right by you, our beautiful precious child.

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Jesus Christ, Eddie Vedder and Jeff Winger walk into a bar…

What do Pearl Jam, NBC’s “Community” and Jesus Christ have in common, besides the fact that I am obsessed with them? They each have loyal followings, and people willing to go to the ends of the earth (sort of…) to be part of their movements.  

Pearl Jam fans travel around the world to hear their favorite band with the hope that maybe, just maybe, they will play a rare song. 

Community fans bog down Twitter every Thursday night -Friday night for half a season- with quotes like #sixseasonsandamovie, and pleas for their family and friends to tune in.  Many also travel to Comic-Con every year with the hope that “Troy” and “Abed” will do their secret handshake.  

For 2,000 years, Christians have traveled thousands of miles to share the good news of the Gospel to anyone willing (or not willing) to listen. Now we have hundreds of millions of Christians spanning every continent.

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Loving and missing

It's less than four weeks until my brother, Greg, married the love of his life, Debra Yourman. Our entire family has not been together in over two years - not since my dad's 60th birthday party (which was also my sister's baby shower, and Greg's 32nd birthday party - long story!). Anyway, I'm so excited to see everyone in a few weeks. Sometimes I forget how lonely I really am, until I'm around my family and realize how much I've missed them.

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