Author Archive: Kristin Detloff

Kristin Detloff is a married, homeschooling, mother of four, loving life in small town Iowa. When not immersed in the unpredictable adventures of motherhood you can often find her chatting it up with the girls at Living The Sacrament: A Catholic NFP Community, an online, Natural Family Planning support forum she founded in Jan of 2010. Kristin is deeply invested in the future of the pro-life movement, currently working as a member of the The Guiding Star Project Board of Directors. Read more of her thoughts by visiting the LTS blog and connect by following her on Twitter!

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It’s Time to Find Your Featherbed

It’s Time to Find Your Featherbed

[ 4 ] November 5, 2012 AD |

A couple of months ago I logged-on to find the following e-mail appropriately shuffled into my high priority inbox: “How you do keep your hope?  Obamacare is constitutional, Oreo cookie is now supporting “love”, HHS mandate…. I feel utter pain in my chest right now seeing the complete crumbling of our world.   How do you [...]

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The Story of You: A Letter to My Unborn Child

The Story of You: A Letter to My Unborn Child

[ 2 ] October 16, 2012 AD |

Thursday – January 8, 2009 My hands were shaking; my whole body trembled as I watched the home pregnancy test, now sitting on the counter on account of my shaky hands, turn positive. Pregnant? Really? I holler for your Dad to come to the bedroom. He cried he was so happy. You see, you were [...]

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Called to Love

Called to Love

[ 12 ] October 10, 2012 AD |

There are a number of states where marriage is on the ballot this fall.  Some states seek to clarify the definition of marriage by adding the language that marriage is only to be legally valid between one man and one woman.  Other states are seeking to legalize gay marriage by popular vote, something which has [...]

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My Broken Rule

My Broken Rule

[ 5 ] October 4, 2012 AD |

I cried so hard on the drive home. I probably should have pulled over. Or figured out a way to hold back the tears. But I didn’t fight it, and I always fight it. This time, I gave myself permission to dwell in my tears a little. A little carried well into the afternoon, and [...]

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