On Pleasing Others
An empty cup with no overflow. Not enough sleep. Stretched in too many different directions and often feeling like I’m letting someone down if I keep the plates spinning at the same time. Unattainable expectations. The worst kind. High expectations from...The Legacy Of The Scar
The light hit it perfectly and I saw the pink indention on his cheek. The scar from his first Christmas season. A scar that was the result of his seven-month-old-self crawling over to the stockings hanging from wrought-iron snowflakes on the mantle. He had just...When You Get A Kiss Right On The Lips…
Oh, Spencer…God love him. We do, too. But wow. His two and a half years have been showing around these parts more times than I would prefer to see since I’ve really been dealing with obstinate toddlers for about five years now. In the past 24 hours, he...MM: You Build Us Back
Friends, it has been one of those days. I usually work a week in advance, but not today (Tuesday). I’m linking up with Jen at Finding Heaven today for the Soli Deo Gloria Sisterhood and re-using this post because 1) the tired in my bones has rendered me...If We Are The Body?
It’s right about now when the churches start busting at the seams with congregants who don’t usually attend. It will remain this way until January, after most have returned to daily life once the holiday hangover has passed. The usual suspects will...
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When We Think It’s Impressive to Be Busy* Friends, I’m in Book Launch Land. I’m feverishly working to prepare for the release of Heart Sisters: Be the Friend You Want to Have. I’ll be re-posting some oldies (but hopefully you’ll think they’re goodies!) now and then so I can focus more on the upcoming release. Thanks for understanding . . . Oh – and I so appreciate you taking the time share on social media. This is the way of the writer these days and will help get the word out about Heart Sisters! A few years ago, I was talking to a woman who was in ..
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For When You Wash Your Phone in the Washing MachineLast week, I found myself with an unplanned hour and a house of beckoning chores demanding immediate attention. So like any woman with a house full o’ kids and a husband that works long hours, I thought I would just cram as much as I possibly could into those precious 60 minutes. I arrived home, put on my running shoes and started to RUN throughout the house, checking this and that off my list. A few minutes into my Wonder Woman mission, I grabbed a load of dirty towels and, clutching my phone in my right hand, loaded them in ..
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Five Ways To Raise An Anxious ChildI know, I know . . . Who wants to raise an anxious child? Who would ever read such a post? Of course, none of us intentionally tries to raise a child prone to anxiety and stress. But many of us are. Myself included. I’m not preaching to you from the pulpit – I’m talking to you as a friend sitting with you in the same boat. And at times it feels like we’re wearing life preservers and praying for rescue, doesn’t it? The more I think about this though, the more I realize that perhaps parenting is really not ..
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Church Shopping: On Finding a New ChurchIf you’ve been hurt by the church, then it’s likely the thought of ever going back to church again is right up there with oh, say getting your teeth pulled (sorry, Honey.) (My husband’s a dentist. I have to watch dental jokes and comparisons.). I need to confess I once felt the same. Honestly, when those wounds were still raw, the thought of ever stepping foot inside another church again was enough to make me physically ill. We (Jason and I) talked it over incessantly. “Maybe we could just follow Jesus and just not go to church?” we asked each ..
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Why Christians Don’t Always Have to AgreeWe sat contemplatively around the table, speaking softly about the struggles of marriage. I complimented her on her courage because for some reason, we feel shame when we admit our marriage is in trouble. I know because I’ve been there and felt it, too. I begin to share some of my own heart and experiences with my ten year old marriage, wisdom attained through the really hard places. Unfinished wisdom that still percolates and wisdom I know but don’t always allow my actions and choices to show it. I then share some heart changes I had to make in order ..
