The news scrolled across my newsfeed like a flashing theater marquee. Three friends from high school were being honored with our high school’s young alumnus award. Instantly, my stomach dropped…
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It was that morning – you know the kind. The wakening cries from your baby jostle you from a deep slumber. You blink slowly, checking the time—definitely earlier than you…
Her hands wrap around my calves as she pushes her head past my knees, peeking out in play as I pour my morning coffee. It’s 5:30 a.m., and she surrounds…
Even though it’s been more than two years since I returned to work following the birth of our second (and last) child, it’s still so fresh in my mind. When…
God blesses those who are poor and realize their need for him, for the Kingdom of Heaven is theirs. Matthew 5:3 (NLT) “Mom, can you make a window for me?”…
Each of us is faced with thousands of choices every day that define our thoughts, our behavior, and who we are to the world. This fall’s Thrive Conference explores the…
Today started out awesome. I had my quiet time, prayed, worshiped, and got out of my pj’s! (This should be just the right formula for a day full of beauty,…
Almost three years ago, I went through one of the biggest life changes I had ever experienced: becoming a Mummy. There’s nothing quite like it. The love you suddenly feel,…
I drove down the road, sobbing salty tears of frustration and discouragement. Once again, I felt like such a failure. Letting out an exhausted sigh as I parked my car…
Facing my five-year-old, I see her vibrating with rage. Her continued disobedience had spiraled into a situation where rather than the five books she usually gets to look at quietly…
One day a few weeks ago I was doing some cleaning around the house and took notice of a to-do project I had been putting off for a while. The…
Life was grand – every night was date night. Movies, peaceful dinners out, last-minute trips, and the thing I’ve loved all along – freedom – was abundant and thoroughly enjoyed….
Earlier this summer, I wrote a post about my difficulties getting pregnant, how I was having a hard time curbing my own impatience and the increasing bitterness I felt at…
I sit down while smiling at the other ladies around the table, fumbling to put down my baby’s car seat, diaper bag, and favorite toy. I let out an audible…
I was nineteen when I had my first child, John. John was quick to talk, and by the time he was two-and-a-half, he was asking “Why?” He asked questions about…
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