excerpt from Elisabeth Klein’s Holidays for the Hurting: 25 Devotionals to Help You Heal I know of a woman whose beloved dog died the day after her wedding. Life is funny like that. Every day, we gratefully hold
Heart Matters- Guest post by Sarah Wilson
‘I decided to write this book, not because motherhood has been a breeze for me, but because it hasn’t been. In fact, this book has been borne out of my struggles, rather than my successes. These struggles are common to
To the weary mother in the waiting room,
I see you. Staring at the wall. Aching for the other moms across the room to make eye contact. Yet afraid of being noticed. Or drawing any attention to yourself. Holding in each breath, waiting for someone to whisper,
I need Jesus in a stable not on a stage
Every part of me is struggling. Every part. I thought that leaving our church of twelve years would be good. Healthy. I was listening to what God was telling me to do. I was listening to the wrestling in my
When you need a wounded healer
We all have things that make us feel loved. Things or people that no matter the circumstances we walk away feeling that a part of us has been healed. My oldest son is an old soul. He was born I
I am addicted to Jen Hatmaker- and I think you are too.
I feel like it is time I come clean. I have been hiding this too long and personally it is getting too heaving to carry around anymore. My name is Sheli Massie and I am addicted to all things Jen
Bob Dylan and Birkenstocks- when you love someone else.
I remember sitting in the therapists’ office that early August afternoon biting my nails. I think it was the one with the dying plant on the basement office window that smelled like wet towels. The therapist looked like Napoleon Dynamite
What Donald Miller taught me.
I read an article not too long ago by Donald Miller. He was exploring the idea of who we would be in five years is in direct correlation to who we actually spend our time with now. His perspective was
A voice from a girl- the voice you forget in all of this
I think we give too many people voices.Too many things that do not deserve another ounce of energy a voice. I am not saying that people should not be heard. I am saying we need to be careful who we
Tears on the pavement- why I let my son cry.
Last week my little man joined cross country camp. I am not a runner. Unless you count the ten times I started the couch to 5k app then yes I am a marathon runner. Obviously then I have no