Helping you connect your faith with your real life
Right about now is when we start feeling the pressure. The endless to do lists filled with holiday happenings taunt us that we are never going to get it done. That we are never going to be enough. Whether the tree goes up weeks ahead in its Christmas glory or the night before with a
This is the time of year when we get wrapped up…wrapped up in the endless lists, the decorating, the fa la la-ing, school concerts, even the wrapping! I find myself moving away from lights and cookies and gifts to cleaning and shopping and grumbling — oh my! Instead of staying in this wrapped up place
This simple holiday letter reminds my kids what matters to them and to me this holiday season. Dear Kids, I know you’ll be happy this Christmas. The lights and the gifts and the family fun. You’ll love it. Probably. Mostly. I mean, you’ll enjoy parts of it. Because here’s the thing: I know you’ll be
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 written a lot about being real. Living authentic and being true to who God made us to be is at the core of my message. Grace upon grace. I’ve even written about things I’m done apologizing for (which I still firmly stand behind and could probably add to). But in truth, I come across a lot
I’ve never really understood sports. I get the concept of the games, but cheering for one side baffles me. Is that weird? I always seem to find myself wondering if I’m on the right side. My son plays basketball. It’s a rec team and every Saturday he faces off against a friend or two on
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
I’ve never been great at friendships. Even as a little girl I was trying so hard to prove my never-quite-enough-self worthy of being liked that I was simply too much. Being too much and never enough is a hard place to live. As an adult I’ve spent lots of time pondering friendship. I have my inner circle
Have you ever taken one of those online or magazine surveys? The ones where you circle or click where you fall on a scale of 0-10 to learn about who you are? I looked at the list of survey questions in front of me. It was a survey about life, something rather generic. But I
