trust
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…
that time I grabbed the scissors…
I am not a very patient person by nature (My husband snorted when he read that sentence. He says I am NOT AT ALL a patient person). Like, for instance, when I get an idea in my head. I will ruminate on it for about half of a day, but then I have to take…
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…
eyes on the prize…
It is not easy being transparent about my struggles. I am well aware that it can make me look downright pitiful…and most of the time, I’m ok with that. I continue to share because I want others to see the POWER that is available to them if they press into Jesus. This is one 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…