Dear Teachers, The First Day Of School Gift I’m Really Giving
I’ve been fighting a bit of melancholy this week. It’s not all that unexpected, actually. Happens every year. The calendar page’s corner is already curling up a bit where I’ve […]
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A Perfect {post-surgery} Little Girl Gift
I’m not quite sure why Bella holds such a special place in my heart. Maybe it’s that she so beautifully embodies a theme I love so dearly: recognizing the exquisite […]
{why I’m thankful for} a nail in my tire
My mother takes a month-long trip to England each year to visit friends, family, and country. My father doesn’t go, but he always seems to manage–every year–to give her some […]
What The Christian Life {actually} Looks Like
When I first became a Christ-follower, and for many years before and some years after, I thought that following Jesus looked like this: Beautiful but confined. Well-formed, but constricted. Rigid. […]
A DIYer’s Home: Art Tour
Well, if you’ve been around CampClem blog for a while, you might have noticed that a lot of my art doesn’t make the cut. It ends up getting gifted or […]
Egg Carton Stamped Art
Okay, so when most people see an empty egg carton, they think, okay, time to toss this in the recycle bin, right? Or maybe, if she’s a crafty mama, she […]
Baby Shower Game: Encouraging Diapers
A girlfriend of mine had a baby shower this past weekend, and we are so excited for her because she and her husband have been praying for this baby a […]
A Mom Devotional: {don’t say} Stay Where I Can See You
I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve told our second and third children to “stay where I can see you.” While our eldest child has always stuck pretty […]
When You Sit At Home, When you Walk Along The Road {or at cracker barrel}
It was so fun having the boys home from school over Christmas break, and hubs even took a few days off, so we got to spend lots of family time […]
how to get over your “I’m not [something] enough” thing
It’s my birthday today. For years, I have loathed when people ask my age. When I taught English at the university level as a young twenty-something, I felt like the […]
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