A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
Just thought I’d share a little story about prayer answered and God’s abundant but practical grace.
Tuesday morning I was barely on time as we headed out the door for school, only to find that my van wouldn’t start. It made the clicking sound of a d…
I sat in church Sunday morning in Michigan, watching a video of work being done in Haiti, work I wasn’t there to do, work I seemingly had little to do with. As I heard the songs I remembered my brother calling me and asking for some suggestions for mus…
I woke up swinging today.
The fight wasn’t my own and I never let fly any literal punches, but I felt the blows to my temple and gut.
When my eyelids are sprung by bird calls and 5:15 sunshine, I don’t mind. When my whole body jerks to a scream…
It’s the number of testing in the Bible.
40 years of wandering in the dessert.
40 days of fasting.
40 days and nights of rain.
40 isn’t the number you want assigned to you. Yet…here I am. I’m 40.
All in all, turning 40 has been pleasa…
I’m a NO mom.
When my kids come to me with a question and I am too involved in what I’m doing to really answer, my go to answer is “no.”
Now, lest you think I’m selfish and I should drop what I’m doing and give my children the time they need,…
Coming to the end of a cup and finding coffee grounds…don’t keep drinking.
much like coming to the end of a conversation and finding nothing but opinion at the bottom…don’t keep talking.
Dear God,
As I stared into the eyes of my sweet Ivan this morning I felt such frustration. I wasn’t angry with him, I wasn’t threatening him, I was just bewildered and I wanted to shake the thoughts out of him like a pepper shaker. My questions wer…
There was a silence that left my stomach in a bit of a knot after hearing those words come out of my four year old yesterday.
I recognize and appeal to you his very “four-year-old-ness” and exempt him from a life destined for sin and shame. I know…
I just got back from taking cookies to Ivan’s class at school for his birthday.
Six years ago this morning, I was very excitedly laboring to deliver an early Christmas present. Ivan was due on Christmas day, but chose wisely to come a little early f…
Maybe it’s the rain, maybe it’s stress, maybe I really don’t like being told it’s time to be thankful…right…NOW! I have a lot to be thankful for, but I’m a little weepy and stubborn today.
In reality I know why. It’s because I heard last night…