People say you lose yourself in motherhood. I don’t agree. Sure. Sometimes you won’t be able to see. Not very well or clearly. There will be times you won’t recognize yourself. Years you won’t look in the mirror, or at least...
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The Beauty of the Walk
My mom “taught” me how to walk as a young kid. She took me along on walks after work and school. As a single mom this was her exercise, and there weren’t many options. We’d circle the town, I’d hold my breath by the funeral homes, and we’d try to get home by dark. One...
Which way to go, you ask?
In normal, everyday life we need some directions. In current life, lately, we seem to need even more. More choices, more situations. The stakes are higher, the possible repercussions seem even more dastardly, especially if we look at the news. Needing direction, we...
Hey there, My Child
I know you’re tired and you’re weary. You can’t see a way quite through.You long for a new day, another way.A kingdom to come, my will to be done,And more Love for along the way. Yes, I am on my way, child,But remember, too.I’m already right here, today, too. Right...
Here, with me
The world’s gone crazy outside your door. Their spirits enraged. What’s the latest craze. Worse than kids, think it’s all okay. Push away any real problems, just to think you’ll be okay You can only swallow lies for so long before you’re full of...
Night Walks and Miracles
While I walked a couple of nights ago, the sun was just going down, or had, and a group of dear neighbor gathered. They sat together on one of the porches on a beautiful evening and as I heard their voices, happily telling stories, I...
Moms can’t MEASURE What They give away
Moms sometimes keep the strangest things. Locks of hair, pacifiers, baby teeth. It makes for funny discoveries and family jokes. But if you pause to think about it, is it any wonder? Is it any wonder? I recently pulled open the freezer and saw the last 2 batches of...
An Audience of One
Do you ever feel like no one sees or notices the good that you’re trying to do? The positive change you’re trying to accomplish? Me too. All of us do at some time or another. CEO to struggling artist, pastor, mother, parent, and friend. Humanitarian, policemen, poets...
When prayers feel Far away
Prayer can sometimes feel like a golden ticket that people like to talk about but never quite seems to pan out for you. It is meant to be a lifeline but it can feel like you’re still drowning. Why keep trying, and what can you do? Well as someone who spends some good...
A Cup That Needs Filling
I see a momma running around the house, one project to the next, all of them interconnected. She feels overwhelmed, and behind in every single one. Some days she does better than this. But not today. After three complete circles around the house of unfinished...
The Importance of Disagreeing
I think it’s safe to say that there’s no shortage of disagreements these days. It’s especially easy with something like an election to think, “Well, clearly, about half of us are getting it wrong.”We’re pretty sure that we are right. It’s enough to make us want to...
Fear the fear, actually.
The national discussion about fear the past few days has been enlightening, to say the least. But not really in a good way. More than any one issue or politician or side, this has me so saddened and, frankly, a bit worried about the state and the soul of our country....
Dear Working Mom: Please stop worrying about what you miss while you’re away
Hey there, working mom. Are you looking longing at the stay at home moms, with all of that quality time and entire days at home with their kiddos? I know. You wish you had all of those precious moments-to kiss their heads and love them well. It's so hard to be gone...
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long nights, election results, and lion dens
The long nights of waiting, the unwanted results, interruptions in the plan, and not ever getting what you hoped for. What do those things really have in common? They are tortures of the human soul, shared conditions that might make us feel worse initially. But can...
Lumps, Bumps, and Scary at night – finding God there
I wasn’t sure when exactly I was going to tell this story, but for three weeks in August I was wrestling with something and wondering what was next. Maybe you’ve been there, maybe you are there, or maybe someday you will be. For whoever else needs this today, It’s not...
sailing the ship (shape) of things
(I didn’t think I’d be talking about sailing today, but here we are…It must be for someone. xo) I spend all summer with my kids. Like pretty much every moment of every day. (Before you feel either envy or pity for me, just wait a second.)I do sneak away for runs or to...
A Shower of Stars, Longing, Love and Life
✨It’s so easy to thing we have forever, or a long time at least. Days stretch out in such a way that we are lulled into different paces and places than we’re maybe meant for. We slow down when we’re meant to speed up- working towards collective, shared dreams. We...
Holding holidays loosely
I’ve learned to hold holidays and traditions lightly. I think sometimes that it’s one of the best, and hardest things that I’ve learned as a parent and spouse. Not every celebration or yearly holiday has to have to same set of situations, the same series of events,...
homemaker, a rose by any other name
Homemaker Can we just talk about that word for a minute? I’m sure it’s been talked about ad nauseam in some places, but I actually haven’t seen a real, honest conversation about it. Home maker is a words that’s been extremely overused and also, completely undersold....
Don’t You Dare (growing up)
In January it can feel so slowIn June, we wonder- where did it all go?September is when we keep track of timeIn July it felt like you were all mine.Oh baby girl, don’t you dare grow up. Oh sweet son of ours,Don’t you know my heart skips a beatwhen you climb all those...
the flashlight-water, Love, redemption
I woke around 4:30am, and started my usual morning routine. Pouring the coffee. Splashing my face with cold water, washing and waking up. Then it’s on to my prayer spot, a chair where I sit to read, listen, pray, write. This morning I decided to get a few of the...
This I Can Confirm (it’s all about Him)
One thing that happened over my break/fast from social media was something glorious. It didn’t stem from those forty days, it was a lot longer of a journey than that, but its culmination happened towards the tail end of it. It’s something some of...