Where Passion & Purpose Collide
Picture this… The kids are finally down and my sweet man walks through the door. It’s been a long day for him, but he’s finally home in his haven, so his guard drops, and he’s recharged…and there stands his woman. Halle-lujah! I, on the other hand, have been home in this ‘haven’ with the kids all day. I smell like… Read More
{now if only I could get them to smile – properly – at the camera at the same time!}
Marriage is a divine conspiracy. God takes two outrageously different people – from gender, background & upbringing, strengths & weaknesses, to likes & dislikes, personality & temperament – and throws them together in a magnificently wild adventure; a “love story set in the midst of war”. “Our mutual brokenness plays off each other so perfectly that it is frightening. It’s… Read More
and as socially challenged as ever! Well, not really. We did in fact leave our beautiful little room at the Weathervane Inn {which you’ll see more pictures of soon. Whether you want to or not}. Some highlights from our delicious 51 hours away together include: 4 solid hours of car time without so much as a second of “The Wheels… Read More
If you’ve sat in our living room and looked out our bay window, you have most likely spotted them; 3 exquisitely unique sculptures that tell the story of “us”. Meticulously crafted from chucks of black soapstone and serpentine, and gathered from 3 completely different places at different stages of our journey, these sculptures depict the progression of our lives. A… Read More
I do a lot of thinking and praying and processing in the shower. And on the loo. But seeing you didn’t care to know the latter, we’ll just hop back to the shower part. In my effort to get more intentional about prayer – more specifically, praying for people other than myself and my immediate needs {so selfless, eh?} –… Read More
8 years ago today, I was working a Michael W. Smith/Lincoln Brewster concert at the Fowlerville Fair. I was 21. Single. And heavily under construction. My life had been a train wreck. With a failed engagement, and more baggage than the Metro Airport could dream of processing, under my belt, I was working through some painful consequences for foolish decisions… Read More
