Helping you connect your faith with your real life
New seasons always bring a sense of hope for what’s to come, a natural shift in the days and how things are done. But maybe it’s more than that. Maybe a new season brings you the permission you’re longing for. I tend to kill plants. It’s not that I try to kill them; I rather
It seems like the internet is for the pretty people. The ones with perfect hair and perfect hips. With green grass and appropriately big earrings. With holiday home tours and perfectly white teeth. Basically, not me. And I began to wonder about this virtual world we spend so much of our time in. Is it
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.
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
Discover The Gifts of Imperfection to help you let go of who you think you should be and embrace who you are. Staring at the calendar I realized I messed up. I double booked things and now I had a mess to untangle. First, my daughter needed me to bring her to the doctor at
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 had held back the tears as long as I could. I never meant to cry about this. I never meant to get worked up. But emotion found me just the same and finally like pulling the plug on a tub of water, I let it out. It was nothing big. We had been talking
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
The calendar squares are moving forward, faster and faster it seems, and the holidays are on the horizon. There could be family time and fantastic food, or a shift worked like any other day. Maybe you’re anticipating tension or drama that no turkey or twinkly lights can outweigh. Whether the holiday weighs heavy for you
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
