Please allow me to introduce you to my ex best friend. Her name is Anxiety. I say her, because she takes on a myriad of forms and tries to make me think that I am her and she is me. She tried to become my identity. But she’s not. She is anxiety and I am…
Tag: marriage
Life Lessons Learned From the Treadmill
I have said before that I like to think myself a runner. Most of my steps logged were taken on treadmills. Since I spend most of my miles here, staring at the same walls, I have much time to think about anything and probably everything. Over the last few years I have come to realize…
Getting Off of the Treadmill
I am a runner. Well, I like to think that I am a runner. I love to do what I call running, on a treadmill. Running on the street is not my cup of tea. I have tried it, time and time again, and each time, I am quite certain that I am going to…
Seen and Unseen
A couple of summers back, my husband was teaching our youngest daughter nicknamed Bug, how to float. She was terrified to lay on her back and relax. Scott finally took her to the shallow end of the pool, by the steps, and got her to finally relax and let him hold her. As she laid…
The Fall
The Fall
Thirsty
I wanted to share a journal entry that washed over me a couple of days ago. My heart aches deeply for our thirsty earth and the parched souls searching desperately for something to satisfy the arid places within. Father, We have never been more thirsty for Your living water! We are searching for it in…
Six Inches From God
A lot can be learned from a one year old.
Biting at the Waves
A couple of weeks ago, my husband and I went to the lake to walk with our puppy, Mr. Feeny (yes, he is totally named after the Boy Meets World tv show). One thing you must know about me is that I am, at my core, a sun flower. I must be bathed in sunshine to ensure…
Winter Green Grass
A few years back, I went to the little league park to play a game of family baseball with my husband and kids. As we played that day, I couldn’t help but notice the lush green grass under my feet. Even in the midst of winter, the grass was vibrant with life. When the game…
Pass the Script Please
“Do these jeans make my butt look big?” “What do you think I should do?” “He shouldn’t need me to tell him that I want to go on a surprise date!” Do these questions sound familiar? Do they often start a heated discussion? How about, “Where do you want to eat?” I remember early in…
Be Victorious 