When You Need To Remember LossRead More
They weren't perfect and they grieved through various emotions, but they let us grieve with them and up close, so close that I also felt their confidence in God's goodness in a way I had never experienced before.Read More
Again, before I can even catch my breath from the last thing. After reading the most recent news I went outside with my coffee and watched my kids run through the sprinklers, completely oblivious to the sadness in the world around them. I sat there I stared off and thought, “Can good really make a dent against all this evil?”Read More
When what has been, becomes past
When what was awaited, arrives
When the heart is set free to linger and love and hold on
When the waiting and the work bear Hope's seedlings
When Future has leeway to grow wildly and without restraint
And when Rest dwells and decants and generously satisfies
Then, you're homeRead More
Today is two big days smushed together into one hugely busy yet all too meaningful day.Read More
Can I just be super honest with you? I'm a momma who is crazy busy (and that’s just so rare and hard to find these days: a busy adult) just keeping everyone alive and keeping permanent markers and scissors out of toddler's hands.
I need a breather from this Heart Series on the blog.
Not because I'm too busy, not at all. I hope I'm never too busy to simply write.
I just need my soul to breathe and keep the past in the past for a little bit. Cause writing about hard times is....well, hard.
"I'm just mad. I'm so mad. I'm so mad at God."
"I just thought--I really believed that the finish line would be worth it. I've been waiting and banking everything on the finish line being worth it."Read More
It's 3:18am, am I having a heart attack? I feel like I'm exploding, I'm going to lose it. I'm already losing it. I think I might be having a heart attack, like a real heart attack. Maybe I should wake Austin up, I think something is wrong. But he has to be up so early and work so late. Maybe I'm just losing my mind. Maybe I'm finally breaking under all the pressure. My jittery hands come up to my pounding chest.
I've lost it.Read More
Our car pointed west, we entered the I-80 on ramp and just like that Iowa was a part of our past.Read More