Author: Holly Crawshaw

Why I Plan to Stay Overcommitted

When did May become the new December? Is it just me, or does anyone else’s calendar for this month look like it’s been assaulted by pen scribbles? Literally, as I was shoving pizza party money into my first grader’s backpack this morning, I briefly wondered if I could hire her a personal assistant. It’s a circus around here, folks! I feel like there aren’t enough hours to squeeze it all in. There’s all those end-of-year parties, the purchasing of teacher gifts, recitals, Mother’s Day, Field Day (the WORST), Field Trip Day. . . Not to mention regular life, which...

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Where in the World: What Jesus, Paul, and Big Hair Have to Do with Faith

Here’s how faith was explained to me: “Faith is like the wind. You can’t see it, but you can see its effects.” To be blunt… #1. I hate the wind. I’m from Georgia, and my hair is big enough without the wind that makes it wilder than it already is. #2. Not everyone lives in regions where the wind’s results are visible, or, for that matter, tolerable. #3. My first point was about my hair. I thought about changing that, but honestly, it was my first thought. When I was tasked to be on a team that produced a...

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Just Put Away the Ugly Blanket

Well, friends. I may have done something halfway decent as a mama today. Hold your applause, because there’s ample time left for me to mess up my girls to the tune of thousands in therapy costs, but today…today, I actually paused before disciplining my seven-year-old, Lilah. Now. If you’ve read any of my other posts, especially Just Wear The Stupid Gym Shorts post, you know that Lilah is not a typical kid. (Which is what most moms would say about their kid, but I’m a mom. So…yeah.) Lilah is sensitive. She gets very uncomfortable by serious conversations. She brings up things...

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Tiny Crazy Mouths

It’s February. The holidays are over. All [most] of the Christmas decorations are packed away. The family goals for the New Year are written on the back of a Chik-Fil-A napkin and taped to the fridge…and for about 15 minutes, I get to sit on the sofa and overdose on Netflix and caramel popcorn. I’m debating whether or not I should watch that morally questionable reality show everyone loves when it hits me – it’s almost Valentine’s Day. Then there’s Easter. Spring Break. Family vacation. Church camp. A new school year. Thanksgiving. And. Yup. Christmas. It’s almost Christmas again....

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A Year of New Days

We spent a lot of time with my grandparents growing up. We rode four-wheelers through the woods, cooked biscuits from scratch, and watched the same movies over and over again. One of those movies featured a favorite character of mine, Anne (with an ‘e’) Shirley.  There’s a quote by Anne that has always stuck with me: “Isn’t it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?” I’m going to level with you – 2015 was not my best showing. I fell short…a lot. I lacked consistent quiet times, I was lazy in...

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