I already failed. A week in and I already failed. I said my biggest challenge would be not letting my kids drive me crazy and I’ve already been defeated. There may have been a few tears shed, and not just by the little people. Being stuck at home with 3 tyrants for days on end…
My how the events of the past few days have changed things. A week ago, my kids caught a stomach bug from school and I jokingly remarked at least it wasn't Coronavirus. Now saying such a thing would sound highly inappropriate. We're doing okay in our household. We have food. We have toilet paper. We are…
Sometimes life hits so fast and so hard. And just as I’m launching a 5 part series on trust, one of the greatest object lessons regarding trust smacks me square in the nose. It left me wordless. Fingers paralyzed to type anything of sense. Some days it was enough to breath in and out and…
Growing up, our church had the tradition of reading The Tale of Three Trees every Christmas. If you haven’t read it, you should. I was always drawn to the 3rd tree. In the story, the 1st and 2nd trees had more material ambitions. The first tree wanted to hold beautiful treasure; the second wanted to…
So far in my faith walk, God seems to present me with themes, or teaching moments, that span over several years. Hopefully that isn’t a sign I’m just a slow learner. I can remember in high school God poking at all my wounded places until I would fully surrender to Him. Giving over those false…
Sometimes motherhood leaves me feeling like an empty vessel; I’m all poured out and have nothing left to give. All the emotion of it. The mental exertion spent trying to outwit my 5 year old. The physical exhaustion of chasing a toddler around. It’s no joke. At the end of the day, the week, the…
There are certain things my spirit won’t seem to let me move on from until I put pen to paper (or in this case, fingers to keyboard). I have been chewing on this subject since December, and here I am still ruminating over it. I can’t shake this deeply moving story in the Bible about…
Prologue: The events you are about to read happened a year ago this week. Mind you, it was weeks after publishing my essay about how my spirited middle child has taught me not to judge other moms (To My Mom Friends….I Don’t Judge You). Knowing I wouldn’t want to completely forget later on, I typed…
Maybe it’s the result of growing up in the generation that was told, “You can do anything if you just dream big!” Or perhaps it’s the consequence of our over-saturated social media world where individuals are no longer trying to make it in their own community but instead competing for national, even global, recognition. Or…
Perhaps you are just perfect or have it all together, but I have certain hang-ups that continue to pick at me. I’ll think I've conquered it only to see it rear its ugly head again. At my core, I have always struggled with never feeling “good enough.” When I mess up I am quick to…
