A Slow Summer and A Big Move

This summer was just what my soul desperately needed... Slowness. Intentionality. Savoring. Just...being. We had a long and beautiful Spring with more rain than usual (more than I can remember in my whole life, really). Everything that would have normally been brown and dry was still alive and magnificently green for weeks longer than normal, and it was so enjoyable! Brad mowed lawns for our pastor's...

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Refreshment

Burnt out.      Insignificant.           Aimless.                Exhausted.                     Frustrated.                         ...

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One of God's Spectacular Gifts

I've been married for almost eight years (seems crazy to say that!), eight years full of blessings (like three daughters and a forth on the way, plus one in heaven!), and trials alike. In movies when a character has a near-death experience, we get to see a highlight reel of all the great moments of their life flashing through their mind. I haven't had any near death experiences, but sometimes my life...

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Out of the Fog: Coming to Life

    Winter 2018: I can recall a few excruciatingly hard times over my 36 years of life, and this winter is near the top of the list. To most people, things probably looked fine from their viewpoint. We had moved back from our three month stint in Nashville, into a beautiful house on a quiet street near downtown. Brad had low paying but steady work, I was homeschooling the girls and in...

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On Chronic Pain, Healing and Hope

We humans, we like to label each other. Maybe it makes us feel safe, slapping a label on others, or maybe, much as I hate to admit it, maybe it makes us feel better about ourselves. At least I'm not _________(fill in the blank with so-called negative label). We label friends and strangers alike, based on both things we know and things we don't. The older I get, the more I consciously try not...

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The Secret

I have a deep, dark secret that only three people know about. It doesn’t define me as a person, so I don’t go around broadcasting it. There’s a stigma attached to it and it’s not positive. Even my closest friends, except for the one who now watches my kids while I go to counseling, have no idea. You see, to most people, I’m your typical stay at home mom: I keep a clean house, make three healthy...

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