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Holy Moment

Holy Moment

Cricket loves Jesus. 

She loves what she understands of Jesus, which doesn’t seem like much at the tender age of 3.

But it’s growing everyday as she explores the beauty of nature, learns about the stunning intricacy of the human body {her favorite bone is her patella}, and gets a front row seat in watching God faithfully work out details of tough situations in our lives {like this house…my hubby’s job last year…Bug’s health}.

I’m often reminded, when I look at her and see her sweet, raw, simple faith, of the verse in Mark 10 that says “unless you accept God’s kingdom in the simplicity of a child, you’ll never get in”.

I totally want to love Jesus with the uncomplicated, transparent curiosity of this child.

She prays deliciously relevant little prayers, thanking God for everything from her cousin and her ‘big girl bed’ to her daddy’s safety and the fact that baby Bug bit her.

This kid is made of awesome.

Worship

She loves to sing. 

She especially loves to sing songs about Jesus {sometimes followed up by her ‘A,B,C’s, ‘Truly Scrumptious’, or an awkwardly-placed line from Madagascar, like: “you bit my butt!”}

But these photos…

they weren’t taken during a spontaneous little church service on our deck today.

Nope.

She was, in fact, catching bubbles…and just happened to close her eyes because the bubbles were popping soap in her face.

Didn’t expect that, did you?

But you know what…this is true spirituality.

Why?

Because it’s real life.

Simple.  Raw.  Unpretentious.  Love.  In Motion.

The bible says in Genesis 1:26-27 that we were created in God’s image, in His likeness. 

That means that you and I are spiritual beings.

Rick Warren put it this way: ‘”In all of creation, only human beings are made in God’s image. This is a great privilege and it gives us dignity. We don’t know all this phrase covers, but we do know some of the aspects it includes: like God, we are spiritual beings – our spirits are immortal and will outlast our earthly bodies; we are intellectual – we can think, reason, and solve problems; we are relational – we can give and receive real love; and we have a moral consciousness – we can discern right from wrong, which makes us accountable to God.”

“God knew what he was doing from the very beginning. He decided from the outset to shape the lives of those who love him along the same lines as the life of his Son. . . . We see the original and intended shape of our lives there in him” {Romans 8:29, The Message}.

So, if you were to ask me – fully aware of just what was happening on top of my closed hot-tub lid, soapy smears and all – whether this was a holy moment…

Bubble Pics

My answer would be “yes”. 

Wholly yes.

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  4. The Birds and The Bees…and Some Little Apple Seeds
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As Christmas draws near, may your heart find space As Christmas draws near, may your heart find space for rest, for healing, for hope, and for the quiet ways God is making you new.

If you’re tired, be gentle with yourself.
If you’re hopeful, savor it.
And if you’re somewhere in between,
welcome to being human.
Grace meets us in all of it.
For months, I’ve been sitting with a gentle nudge For months, I’ve been sitting with a gentle nudge I couldn’t ignore.
A pull toward sharing again, but differently. Softer. Slower.
From a place shaped by grief, held by God, and steadied by healing.

And now, after years off the public stage… it’s almost time.

A new project is coming.
A conversation, really - about the hard and holy parts of being human.
About faith that’s wrestled with, not polished.
About becoming whole in the places that once felt broken.

I’m both excited and cautious, stepping back into this space with open hands, trusting the One who invited me here.

In one week, I get to share what’s been stirring.
I hope you’ll join me.
In the grace-laced words of Aundi Kolber, may we " In the grace-laced words of Aundi Kolber,
may we "try softer" this time around, 
and into the coming year.
All is grace.
As we move through this season of thanksgiving and As we move through this season of thanksgiving and inch toward the end of the year, I’ve been reflecting on what this year has held — the heartbreak and the healing, the grit and the grace, the parts we survived and the parts that surprised us. And a few things rise to the top.

I’m grateful for life — for the young one we lost too soon and the impact he made, and for my favorite one who got to stay. For the ICU team who cared for my hubby after his stroke and surgery. For his life, his healing, and the restoration we’ve witnessed.

I’m grateful for seasons — for the reminder that it won’t always be this way. Hard seasons don’t last forever, and goodness still finds its way into the cracks.

I’m grateful for friendship — for the people God has enveloped us in. For community that feels like home. For the redemptive conversations and the healing that happens around a table with people who know you and love you still. And fresh sourdough.

I’m grateful for movement — early Thursday walks with my best friend, returning to the gym after five months away… achy, winded, and 15 pounds heavier, but still showing up. For a body that’s in transition, but resilient.

I’m grateful for my kids — for our daughter’s graduation one month after the stroke and the miracle of that day. For our son, now taller than all of us, with a tender heart shaped by brutal loss. And for our bonus boy who has loved our girl well for years—and loves us, too.

And I’m grateful for the Word — for the way it’s carried, challenged, and steadied us. And for The Chosen and House of David for breathing fresh life and color into Scripture again.

There’s more, always.
But today… this is enough.

Gratitude for what was.
Hope for what’s ahead.
Grace for the in-between.
After a long stretch of quiet, I can feel a new se After a long stretch of quiet,
I can feel a new season taking shape.

It’s subtle… a little tender… and honestly, a bit terrifying.
But it also feels like grace. Slow and steady, patient and unassuming.

The last few years have held both ache and healing, unraveling and rebuilding. God has been faithful in the dark corners, gentle in the grief, and persistent in inviting me back to life in ways I didn’t expect.

I don’t have all the answers.
In fact, I’m not even sure I have most of them.
But I do know this...
Something is coming.
Something rooted.
Something honest.
Something that has been growing quietly beneath the surface.

I’ve missed this space.
I’m easing back in, one brave, grateful step at a time.

Stay close. More soon.
Grace + gratitude 🌱
I am regularly overwhelmed by the kindness of God I am regularly overwhelmed by the 
kindness of God in the small + simple.

Things like twinkle lights + Christmas jazz,
scraping out the peanut butter fudge pot
all by myself while sitting on the counter,
and walking around the corner to find my
loin fruit snuggled up together over tea.

They may fight like cats + dogs at times,
but their bond is deep and true and sweet.
Happy release day, @dralisoncook 💛 Written at the Happy release day, @dralisoncook 💛

Written at the intersection 
of faith and psychology, 
this book is yet another 
soul-nourishing,
heart-healing, 
boundary-fortifying 
gift from Alison Cook
(if you’ve had a heart-to-heart
with me in the past two years,
you know how much I loved 
‘Boundaries for the Soul’). 

As an enneagram 2 who was raised 
in the church, this book was a timely
and liberating read. Pure balm for the 
weary, recovering-people-pleaser soul. 

I am beyond grateful for the wisdom, 
compassion + experience that Alison 
brings to all she shares (and it was
such an honor to be on her launch 
team for this beautiful new book).

Need a survival guide for your growth
and healing journey? Here you go! ✌🏼

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Find yourself a tribe of people who will, togethe Find yourself a tribe of people who will, 
together, spend a beautiful Saturday
morning pulling this workout off:

• 20 mile run
• 340 tire flips
• 2,000 air squats
• 1,000 pull ups
• 1,500 box jumps
• 2,200 pull ups
• 600 devil press
• 3,300 sit ups

Brutal. Amazing. 
Exhausted.
So grateful for these two - their friendship, enco So grateful for these two - their friendship,
encouragement and wise counsel over the
past decade of being our pastoral couple
has been such a gift to our family 💛

Congrats on your retirement, dear friends!!
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