Scandalous

I am beginning to lose count of the number of times the Lord has urged me to share.  It might be an inkling of something going on with someone.  It might be a part of their story they revealed.  It might be the look of desperation and a pattern I see in their behavior.  ItContinue reading “Scandalous”

Making the Word Come Alive

“Remain in Me…let My words remain in you…” I can trace my life each week–my feelings, my behaviors, my thoughts–simply by the time I spend in God’s word and in His presence. More tired, snippy, impatient? Yep, I skimped on time with Him. Sorry to people who dealt with me last week! Quick to assumeContinue reading “Making the Word Come Alive”

Who Do You Think You Are?

I have had and have different roles in my life–leader, wife, friend, daughter, sister, aunt, school counselor, pastor’s daughter, pastor’s wife, momma to two boys, business owner, struggler with fertility, starter of a non-profit, disciple-maker, serial dater, avoider of conflict. These are not who I am, but they help shape me by dismantling my own agenda.

Starting a new project means…

My youngest started kindergarten 3 full weeks ago. It’s the longest time I have been away from my children since they were born. The first two days I felt like I had been dumped on a deserted island. I didn’t know where to start or what to feel. I felt an appendage had been takenContinue reading “Starting a new project means…”

a pivotal moment

The floor felt like it opened up to swallow me.  Thoughts and words and ideas and foundations were challenged as I sipped a frozen coffee and listened.     At 21 years old and a senior in college, I assumed I would be a bit more stable.  In the prior year, I had seen my foundationsContinue reading “a pivotal moment”

Pieces of me

I remember the exhilarating feeling of the Summer after graduating high school.  I was 18, seemingly confident, and full of wonder for the future.  I can feel that ghost of a girl as I fondly look back.  Her identity would take some hits in the coming years. I remember the trepidation and excitement as IContinue reading “Pieces of me”

Sprinkled or Power-Washed?

The last few days, I have been one with the pressure washer. The space on our deck seemed to triple in that time. I had LOTS of time to think, to pray, to ponder, and to learn. Pressure washing is oddly satisfying. You can see results in the stripping of dirt and grime. There isContinue reading “Sprinkled or Power-Washed?”

What story are you writing?

What story are you writing this morning? Not a writer you say? I disagree. You are telling yourself something about a lot of things. It may be that you have carefully crafted a story about your acquaintance’s life, her trip, her parenting, her marriage, her financial status. It may be that you have written aContinue reading “What story are you writing?”

Whatcha carrying?

Here I am, 44 years old, dressed like it’s 1996. Overalls–check. t-shirt–check. Backpack filled to the brim–check. No shower–check. No makeup–check. However, unlike 1996, the load I am carrying is much heavier. My wise counselor once told me that if you feel a heavy weight that that is not indicative of God’s presence and theContinue reading “Whatcha carrying?”