faith

the road narrows…

I’m trying a new thing this winter and it involves bundling up in a million layers and heading outside as the sun is coming up. YIKES. Apparently, I am now living proof of what a non-winter person can accomplish when they are desperate for a little fresh air, a little alone time, and a little…

what I wish they knew…

What does a room full of teenagers need to know about God?    That was the question I kept asking myself as I was prepping for our first breakfast club.    It felt like a big and daunting question because God is BIG. It also felt like a big and daunting question because of the…

nice when they’re not…

You know what I find to be one of the hardest things to teach my kids? Be nice when the other person is not.  But that’s what I tell my kids when they divulge to me that other kids at school say mean things to them, or push them around. Be nice when they’re not. …

finding balance?

Being a parent is no joke.  It seems like I do not have enough time in the day, EVER, to get stuff done.  Actually, I get plenty done: driving kids around, yard work, laundry, meals, and paying bills.  I’m talking about the “me” stuff. That’s the stuff I can’t figure out how to do.  Please…

a lot can happen in 1 year…

One year.  It’s been one year since I took a giant leap of faith and started a blog.  I remember my first post. I was terrified. New to writing. Tech un-savvy. Insecure about my idea.  I hit the “publish” button and cried because I was so scared it would flop.  It feels like a lifetime…

the lesson I learned about rest…

Resting.  I’m NOT good at it.  I don’t really do it because the entire time I am resting, all I can think about is what I should be doing instead of resting.    I prefer to run full speed. To get stuff done. To knock out my to-do list like a prize fighter.  Most of…

it isn’t fair…

It isn’t fair! Do you know how many times I have said that phrase? Too many times.   As a kid, I remember righteous indignation boiling to the surface and spilling out of me when I faced an injustice.     It isn’t fair! I would yell as I stomped my foot.   Usually, it…

the power of the tongue…

I was trying to steer my overflowing cart through the crowded dairy aisle at Target, frantically checking my list to make sure I had grabbed everything.  My little guys were hitting each other and screaming for treats, which made it difficult to focus. I could sense that we were fast approaching a meltdown, so I…

still, I trust.

I would love to be able to say that I am navigating this time of hardship in our family with grace and joy. But the truth is that I’m struggling. Still, I trust. And I think that’s the heart of real faith – it’s daring to trust God and have hope that flies in the…

Her name was Hope…

I was almost home, only a block from my house, when I saw her lying there on the side of the road. An elderly woman had fallen into a snowbank and couldn’t get up. I slammed on my brakes, pulled over, and ran to help her. As I got closer, I could smell the alcohol.…