Real Life in Real Time
Sometimes our Daring Adventure rattles me more than I'd like to admit. Like at bedtime when I hug my teenager. I ask if he's ok. He tells me he just…
Sometimes our Daring Adventure rattles me more than I'd like to admit. Like at bedtime when I hug my teenager. I ask if he's ok. He tells me he just…
Matthew and I went for a drive down memory lane the other day, back to the neighborhood where my family lived three years before we met. I had just turned…
If you were to stumble upon my journals for the last ten years or so you would begin to recognize a common theme: I miss my family. You would find…
So where are you moving? This is a question we've been trying to answer for months. It doesn't matter who asks, the answer always sounds foolish coming out of our…
A few months ago Matthew asked if I really believed God would take care of us if he quit his job and stepped out in faith to move closer to…
I spent a few minutes in the back to school section at Target the other day watching parents try to manage the chaos of gathering school supplies for multiple children.…
One son is away at church camp. The other son has driver's ed in the mornings. My husband is at work. This means I'm home alone for THREE whole hours.…
I’ve been spending a lot of time in therapy lately--physical therapy--with my hubby watching his body pushed beyond its physical and mental limits. Some days I wonder how much more…
It was the end of the service and we were singing our last song of the day when I saw her walk up the platform stairs and approach the guest…
**Hello! Last summer I had the privilege of sharing this post as a 5 minute talk in a speaker evaluation group at the She Speaks conference. Today I thought that…