Rachelle Rea Cobb 5 Minute Read On a sunny Friday in October, I sat in my friend’s hallway and helped her pack up her husband’s office. We chatted as we have on countless other Fridays about love and marriage, children and parenting, faith and loss. Neither of us wanted to dwell overlong on the fact that this would be our last…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 5 Minute Read She thought she’d get to keep her. Katie Davis, a missionary in Uganda and founder of Amazima Ministries, has adopted 13 daughters, but once she had 14. At 17 years old, Katie moved from a suburb in Nashville, Tennessee all the way to Uganda to teach kindergarten. Why move halfway across the world when her…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 5 Minute Read At noon on a hot July Friday, my husband, Devin, and I both had routine appointments scheduled with our dentist. After my appointment was concluded, I stood up from the dental chair with cleaned teeth and a clean bill of health. The dental assistant led me to the chair where Devin was still mid-appointment. Our…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 4 Minute Read When my professor told me I wasn’t participating in discussions enough to earn an A in his literature course that semester, I had an idea. Confessing that my heart stopped beating if I so much as thought about speaking up in class, I told him that if he would just call on me and save me…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 4 Minute Read I had spent too long in front of the mirror that Sunday morning. After swapping with a friend a bag of clothes we no longer wanted, I had a new-to-me lacy top to wear to church. That Sunday morning also happened to be one of those first indecisive spring days: the morning began with a…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 5 Minute Read Someone once asked me if I thought I read too much. Indignant but compassionate, I replied, “I don’t think that’s possible. Do you think you read too little?” We laughed. And I still laugh about that short interaction, though it took place during my teen years when I could (and did!) devour whole books in…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 5 Minute Read She comes up to me at church almost every Sunday, notebook in hand. “I have a new chapter for you to read!” I eagerly flip through the pages right then and there to discover what new sentences await in the story she’s penning. She’s half my age and reminds me of who I was in middle school:…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 6 Minute Read My husband and I will celebrate our first married Christmas this December. Although we were dating last Christmas and spent some of Christmas Day together, it feels different this year in a lot of ways. For example, practically, we’re making a home together, so we have decorating decisions to make. I have my own kitchen…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 5 Minute Read I read something in Scripture that surprised me this morning. That happens less often than I’d like to admit, because God’s Word should surprise me more often. Sometimes I think my surprise barometer is broken. Between the beckoning magazine rack, newspaper, social media feeds, I hear a lot of things each day that should probably surprise…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 2 Minute Read I first discovered Kaitlyn Bouchillon in the blogosphere. The way she writes is deep and insightful and lovely, like the lilting way raindrops fall on a car roof. So when I discovered she wrote a book, I knew I had to read it. What is the book about? Why don’t I let Kaitlyn share in…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 6 Minute Read When I’m in a new phase of life, the first thing I turn to is a good book. When I was learning how to write, I read books on the craft of writing. When I wanted to be published, I read books about queries and contracts. When I wanted to learn more about relationships, I…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 3 Minute Read Math was never my favorite subject, but sometimes I seek symmetry in dates. I can remember the date I graduated high school (June 5th), the date I graduated college (May 3rd), and the date my debut novel released (June 15th). I wish friends and family members “Happy Birthday Eve” the day before their actual birthdays, and…
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