Helping you connect your faith with your real life
I started making a list of all the things I want to do. Places to go. Things to see. Dreams and goals and all the things. It felt like I would never stop writing. I needed something deeper. Something that wasn’t about tasks, but about the person behind the task. So, I changed the list.
It’s hard to watch someone else get your dream, or even something close to it. We may smile on the outside, but inside, we can be struggling with doubt, insecurity, anger. Believe me, I know. There’s this writer who has been in the spotlight. There’s the book and the book club and the speaking. There’s
I stood there completely naked, reached back, and pulled the ponytail holder out of my hair. Nothing was going to impact this. I thought about taking off my wedding ring, but finally decided I was being ridiculous. Then I stepped on the scale. The digital display was working, thinking, processing the weight of me on
I hope no one got the wrong idea in my last post. I think the New Year is great. I’m more of a New Year in September kind of person, after all I was a teacher. And I will still tell you my favorite part of teaching was getting everything ready for the new year. New
Some people are surprised when I mention that I didn’t make any resolutions. A resolution is marked by decidedness, firmness, a hard-fast determination to do something. Life has enough hard edges for me. I’m going for soft. This New Year I am not looking at what I need to change. I will set a few
I think about all the gifts I have, posting them with hashtags and pictures to shout my gratitude across the virtual web of this great big world. I am full and grateful for my life and my people and my luxuries. But sometimes there is a whisper that feels like a curse: sometimes I want
I caught myself today. Much like recently when I was brushing my teeth, except this time I was out for a walk. Today the thoughts were running ahead of me. (Even when I manage to be quiet, sometimes the thoughts run like that ticker at the bottom of the news screen, never-ending and lacking the substance
I’ve spent a lot of my life apologizing. And I’m not talking about the true “I’m sorry” when I’ve done something wrong. I have apologized for things I was never meant to apologize for, things that are not wrong. And I it’s time I stop. Here are 5 things I’m done (or I want to
Control is not an easy topic for me. It falls into place with things like burned cookies, too tight jeans, and deep things like worry and insecurity. Control is hard for me because it’s something I struggle with. Something I see in myself but I don’t like about myself. On the outside control seems like
It’s no secret that I have an affinity for books. (I share some of my favorites here.) But sometimes there is a book that deserves more than a listing and summary. Today I have just that book! I love picture books. There’s something magical about the ability to weave words and images together so concisely
