Today I felt so gloriously small.Read More
Being a mom is hard. It’s just a fact. It’s wonderful and it’s hard. But being a mom, just like everything else in my life, is something that God IS helping me in. And just like in the other parts of my life, when I’m still I can recognize God’s leading. I know we all need to commiserate and have a safe place to be “real” and “raw” and I love being that place here on the blog. As a friend recently said “We’re all just kind of losing our crap and trying to get our crap together.” It’s so true.
So much of being a mom is about endurance and I so easily forget that God wants to grow me in the midst of it. Not through, around, or out of it. God wants me to grow IN IT.Read More
Line drying our clothes was probably the first introduction I had of living slowly and surely. ...Recently though I’ve seen this slowness creep into more of my life. From household chores to Christmas gifts to fashion, even with blogging— my approach is becoming slower and more sure.Read More
As a mom what I need more than anything else in the whole wide world is authenticity.Read More
This is where I start. This is where our story unfolds for the glory of the Almighty God. Last night, I made the grave mistake of getting my news via Facebook and I closed my browser feeling frankly, less human. Or I guess....more human, that disgusting, depressing, depraved part of my flesh--that's what my Facebook newsfeed highlighted. I went on with my night with a looming sense of "What can be done?"Read More
I've seen the faithfulness of the Lord! I know this is a sentiment that I've expressed often here, but from where I sit today the land of the living and the dark places were a journey only about a week apart. God's deliverance for us came tangibly, supernaturally, relationally, emotionally, and superseding anything we ever could have imagined. The road to deliverance was long and rough. NO--it was brutal. Never before in my life have I thought I would die, actually die from the daily heartbreak we woke up to each morning in that season. But now, by God's mercy it is THAT season, and not THIS season. I learned so-crazy-much, I hope and believe that I also grew accordingly.Read More
What affect did The Generosity Project have in my life? What did it not affect is more like it.
Now I have their faces burned in my mind and I’m familiar with some aspect of their life. I could pick them out in a crowd. I pray for them and I love them. My heart is open to people that I never in my life would have talked with otherwise. AndRead More