My fellow DCS mom and blogger, Anna, posted an entry on her blog (An Inch of Gray) today about the Power of Words.
Anna’s post was about anonymous comments on her blog (now removed) that attacked her character. 
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Words
May 8th, 2013 by Deb Clark 2 comments »Overjoyed
March 31st, 2013 by Deb Clark No comments »
In 2002, I went soccer mom and started driving a minivan. My husband began driving my 1989 Toyota Camry on his commute work. He secretly enjoyed owning the oldest, dumpiest car in the lot. (Apparently there is an unwritten code for self-employed contractors – they must purchase the most expensive car they cannot afford and flash it around. I had no idea!) » Read more: Overjoyed
Confusion
March 30th, 2013 by Deb Clark No comments »Have you ever walked in faith, confident God was calling you to something and ultimately found yourself not where you thought you would be?
As I prayed and prayed about what to do post-college graduation, I felt confident God was ultimately calling me to some kind of ministry with women. I didn’t want a career. I wanted to invest in the lives of people!!! » Read more: Confusion
Bunny Trails
March 29th, 2013 by Deb Clark No comments »I have been writing like crazy for the past few days … a thought strikes and in chasing down the words to paint the idea I run into other thoughts and <wham> I’m off on another bunny trail on a different topic, splattering word pictures across my screen.
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Expectations
February 21st, 2013 by Deb Clark No comments »Life is filled with expectations; some big, some small. What do I mean by “expectations?”
Expectation: “looking forward or anticipating, often a prospect of future good or profit.”
Synonyms: “anticipation; hope, trust”
“Disappointment: Because sometimes when you’re expecting something, it just doesn’t happen.”
Our Search for Ruby
August 2nd, 2012 by Deb Clark No comments »
So many friends and family members and even total strangers have been aware of our painstaking search this past month for our sweet feline friend, Ruby. A five year old, declawed indoor cat, she somehow got out of the house three and a half weeks ago. We tore the house apart for 36 hours before we realized she was no longer inside. Her being outside just wasn’t in the realm of possibility … until it became the *only* possibility. » Read more: Our Search for Ruby
I Don’t Do Blue
January 9th, 2012 by Deb Clark No comments »I don’t do blue. Don’t misunderstand – the color blue and those related to it are some of my favorite hues – but the emotional state known as “blue” is not one I like. It makes a bright, sunny day feel muted. It takes more effort to move, to smile, to think.
Blue is exhausting.
…and confusing. » Read more: I Don’t Do Blue
Memories of My Mom
December 28th, 2011 by Deb Clark No comments »(Thoughts I shared at my mom’s memorial service, Wednesday, December 28, 2011, Los Alamos, New Mexico.)
I had a unique relationship with my mom. I’m the youngest of Helen’s three daughters, with my sisters being *much* older than I. 
Barbara and Linda were away at college and I was thirteen years old when my parents separated. I had many years at home with just Mom. When I moved to Las Cruces to attend NMSU, Mom moved too, and I continued to live with her. She was a great roommate for over ten years! » Read more: Memories of My Mom
If I’d Never Become a Mom…
October 27th, 2011 by Deb Clark No comments »I was strolling through a pumpkin patch the other day and had an epiphany – If I’d never had children I most likely would never have experienced the fun of the slides, rope swings and hayrides at the pumpkin patch.
Huh. What else would I have missed? » Read more: If I’d Never Become a Mom…
More Choices
October 6th, 2011 by Deb Clark No comments »Life is full of choices. Of course, there are the Big Ones – who do I marry? Where do I live? Do I take Job A or Job B? But there are also the small, practical choices: what do I wear today? What’s for dinner? When do I get up? go to bed?
They may seem silly or insignificant, but these choices reveal a pattern of what is in my heart, the habits that reflect my character. » Read more: More Choices
Journey to Joy (in Psalms)
September 21st, 2011 by Deb Clark No comments »I had a lunch date with my husband last week (woo hoo!) and next to us were two people praying. Later my husband asked if I’d heard what they said. Alas, I had been far too interested in tackling my chicken to eavesdrop (although the dude praying had been pretty loud). He said “Joy. The guy was praying to have more joy.” That sparked my interest and I thought I’d see what God has to say about the subject. » Read more: Journey to Joy (in Psalms)
Sole Survivor
September 17th, 2011 by Deb Clark No comments »Four years ago, when our kids were 4 and 5, we learned a lesson about the effectiveness of natural consequences as a tool to teach “life lessons.” This is the story:
July 2007
My husband came home early from work today, packed Madison (5) on the tag-along / bike, and pedaled the 10 miles out to Lake Fairfax. Mason (4) and I loaded the van with dinner supplies and set out to meet them. We found a nice picnic table under the trees by a (stagnating) creek. (Not much rain lately, so the overflow from the lake dam wasn’t running which left the creek going nowhere fast, or at least meandering very slowly.) » Read more: Sole Survivor
Devotion Commotion
September 7th, 2011 by Deb Clark No comments »The first few years of my children’s lives are a blur. I am so thankful I wrote notes to family about our busy days, the funny statements, the “firsts” because I have no memory of those things. Most of it was sleep deprivation — two babies, twelve months apart equals years of not sleeping through the night. A bad routine that has continued long after they stopped night feedings. » Read more: Devotion Commotion
Choices
September 2nd, 2011 by Deb Clark No comments »I am blessed by an abundance of choices in my life and have begun to realize anew the amazing privilege of having alternatives. » Read more: Choices
Still Small
May 13th, 2011 by Deb Clark No comments »My children are tall for their ages. (Of course, their Mom and Dad are rather tall, but not so much for our ages given that we are hopefully grown up … at least physically.) There was a fine arts program at school the other night and it really hit me when I saw my babies towering over their peers (and children in grades above their own). They are growing up! » Read more: Still Small
