I tell my kids all the time, they will become who they spend their time with. If you want to be a video gamer then spend your time with games and people that are not real. If you want to be mean, spend your time with the mean girls. If you want to be shallow…
Patches of Joy and Stretches of Sorrow
A few weeks ago I bought a new couch. We had been needing another place to sit in our living room as it became apparent that asking your guests to sit on the floor was no longer cool when you are in your forties or not living in a yoga studio. I had texted…
Fridays are for Grace.
I live my life unlocked. At least I try to. When we were first married my husband and I took a trip to San Francisco and did all of the touristy things. Except for the prison. I just couldn’t get on a ferry and end up in prison. But we did the chocolate and the…
Do you create what you need?
Last night was New Year ‘s Eve and I was alone. Not usually a big deal.Me being alone. I actually like to be by myself. It reenergizes me. But for some reason last night really bothered me. My husband had been gone for a few days with the littles and the older two were gone…
Why you need to send out fat Christmas cards.
I love getting Christmas cards in the mail. All the time I wish that for the month of December the mailman would only deliver packages and Christmas cards. He could hold onto all of the bills until February, because if I am honest that is when I will pay them anyways. I string the cards…
Christmas did not come on a stage.
I remember that Christmas like it was yesterday. Tragedy is like that, it weaves itself around you like a tangled mess of fear. Body covered with a paper gown that could hide nothing but the clean underwear my mother always told me to wear. I wasn’t in an accident. My mind was leaving me. I…
RAW- guest post by Elisabeth Klein
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 in one hand joys and blessings that are immeasurable, and in the other hand, we…
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 most mothers, yet they remain unarticulated. A conspiracy of silence seems to exist around motherhood,…
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, you are not alone. I see you struggling to keep fear inside as it wears…
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 heart for over a year now and I was sure this was how I was…