Photo by Brady Knoll on Pexels.com Last week I was driving home, with some lyrics in my mind, having trouble thinking of the song they came from. I had this weird and beautiful moment as I was stopped at a traffic light and then a dang train. The car radio was playing but it felt… Continue reading this holy moment
Photo by Megan Markham on Pexels.com So…as I’ve reflected on 2019, I can see that I fell short of my goals for the year. I had all these dreams of participating in a reading challenge, connecting with friends, cooking new things, etc. All the boxes didn’t get checked. The recipes didn’t get followed. The calendar… Continue reading Honey, You Didn't Fail
Photo by Marcelo Chagas on Pexels.com The last few weeks have been an adventure! About 4 weeks ago, I applied for, prayed, found out I was accepted for a mission trip to Antigua & Barbuda in January 2020, and prayed some more, all in one week. Talk about FREAKING OUT! I had learned of this… Continue reading Coffee Mugs, Big Hugs, and More
My church kicked off an all-church small group series this Fall and this week's message was on our calling to belong. We belong to a church family. We are called to hold each other up in the struggles, to encourage us when we're weak, to slap us on the butt to get our rears in… Continue reading mama, pick that jaw up off the floor
Hi dear. I have missed you. Pull up a chair. You'll always have a place at my table. How about a cup of coffee? Take your shoes off. Make yourself at home. Take a deep breath. I'm so glad you're here. Big hugs. Oh, you're not letting go yet, that's all right, I love these… Continue reading Hello My Friend
Eric and I are were sitting across each other at the table, gazing into each other’s eyes and completing the statement, “How do I love thee, let me count thy ways....” Nah, who does that? That is like romance on steroids. A bit over the top for me. Actually, we decided to visit a Mexican… Continue reading A Well Check-Up for My Marriage?
Last week I had a gut-wrenching conversation. It was ugly. There were tears. There was guilt. There was shame. This was all me. This is how I responded. All of my insecurities, the ones I knew about and the ones I didn’t know I had. All of it showed up. I was defensive. I was… Continue reading Sometimes We Need to Hear the Ugly Truth