Have you ever had the rug pulled out from underneath you? Not literally, but metaphorically? Have you ever gone about your life like normal, only to have life sucker punch you in the gut when you least expect it? A phone call. A rejection letter. A break up text. It only takes a second for … Continue reading When the world falls Apart: A tribute to my grandmother.
When we read in Scripture, “Love one another,” that doesn’t mean, “Barely tolerate,” “Be nice to, but don’t get too close to,” or, “Invite to join, but otherwise avoid” one another. It means support and champion one another. It means bear with, rejoice with and mourn with one another. It means when you hurt one … Continue reading Love One Another
Tonight I took it slow. I took a bath. Washed my hair. Stared at the ceiling. Drank some tea. Put on a nightgown and slathered something honey based all over my face. The laundry and dishwasher are going at the same time, and I’m trying not to think what that’ll do to my utilities bill. … Continue reading Slow.
Dear exhausted and overworked friend, I know you mean well. I know you have the best intentions. I know you think that it's just another "rough patch" and if you push through, there'll be peace and rest on the other side. I hate to be the one to tell you this, but there probably won't … Continue reading You Can’t Say Yes to Everything: a short lesson on breathing and boundaries
We were married last year. You promised some things, and I did too. There were words thrown around like "love" and "forever" and "yours" and "mine." We swore to each other in front of friends, family and a few strangers that we would love and cherish each other until our very last breath. I didn't … Continue reading For Daniel: Year Three, I Love The Way
As Christians, our spiritual eyes have been opened and we have seen. In fact, scripture says we have tasted and seen and we know that He is good. He has shown Himself to us.
Do I turn off the news and remain ignorant, but at peace? Or do I choke it down and work through the weeds; trying to make heads or tails of the tales I'm told, while also trying to remain untainted by someone else's agenda?