Pieces of Me

What a night it has been. It’s one of those nights where my eyes sting and I am certain a truck has to have run me over. I feel wrecked. Tonight night started last night and just kept on giving through this evening. If I am being completely honest with myself, this has been brewing…

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…

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…

Focused on the Flesh

One of the darkest times of my life was sadly while I was on my journey to a better, healthier me. I remember a time, a couple of years ago, when I sat down to have my quiet time, the scripture reference was Romans 8:6. I opened up my Bible to see what it said….

The Cause of Comfort

My husband hangs Christmas lights every year for extra income. Though he may never admit it, I think there is a part of him that does it because he is a closet adrenaline junkie. This year was no different. He had over thirty houses on the books. Now, it is important to realize that Christmas…

The Intersection of Adventure and Respect

Lately, I have been really struggling to understand my younger son, Michael. He is all things boy. I am all things girl. He speaks blue. I speak pink. We are made different and those differences have made for a festive puberty transition. In my efforts to understand my son, the way he thinks, the way…