Life is fragile, this we know well. But we far too easily forget. We are rocked from our comfortable little worlds when headlines bleed with news of faithful soldiers and innocent civilians lost amidst the whirlwind of war, precious little lives snuffed out at the hands of those entrusted to protect and provide for them, hundreds upon thousands of… Read More
Audience of One
I love discovering things I’m good at. Like eating…in private {in the wee hours of the morning}. Speaking…in public. Baking…oatmeal. Designing things with polka dots and swirls. Dancing to Owl City in my pajamas. Kissing boo boos. Writing deep thoughts about venison. You know, the important stuff. And as it turns out, I’m not too fond of not being good… Read More
Re-Post: When You Can’t…
…see God’s hand, trust His heart. Over at Inner Fulfillment.
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Real friendships bring out the best in you. And, if they’re truly authentic connections with quality human beings, they will undoubtedly bring out the worst. I’ll never forget the time my best friend and I sat, puffy-eyed and frustrated, on opposite ends of my loveseat, allowing our emotions to bubble over and our disappointment in each other to surface. We… Read More
The Choices I Get To Make
I get to choose daily what type of attitude I “clothe” myself with. I get to choose whether I see my cup as half empty or half full {on the days that my proverbial cup doth not runneth over}. And get this: I even get to choose the “climate” of my home. Wow. What a reality check. What a great… Read More
Through Thick and Thin, in Sickness and in Health…
Warning: this is not for the faint of gut It has been a rough few days over here at our crib. My sweet man became violently ill yesterday morning, bodily fluids shooting from every possible orifice. This virus wrecked him so completely that he found himself crawling back to bed, muscles locking, head pounding, body screaming, nearly passing out on… Read More
Surprised by Grace
Head throbbed. I lay, numb. Held hostage by my down comforter. A cry for grace went up this morning at the very moment I acknowledged that, without it, today had the potential to be an ugly one. He delivered. He always does. Today was gloriously…surprisingly…magical. The rain poured. We sat, wrapped in blankets, and watched it drench our grass. We… Read More
Confessions of a {Crabby} Mom
There are days that I would much rather hide under the covers than emerge, and most certainly not as a friendly, perky mom. Or even a semi alert one. I’d rather stay in bed. Maybe sleep for 3 days. And get back with ya later, kid. Sometimes the thought of another day, especially if it even mildly resembles the one… Read More
Coming Up For Air
In this house we do dishes, yes… But we also do wild. Unorthodox. We do mistakes. We do second chances. And third. And four hundred and seventy-ninth. *thankfully* We do silly. We do laughter. We do real. We do tomfoolery. {and plenty more mistakes} We do “I’m sorry’s”. {A lot of “I’m sorry’s”} We do loud. We do long… Read More
Sticks
There’s something I’m learning about people. They’re sort of like sticks. Allow me to explain. The climate and surroundings of a person have the potential to utterly destroy them, to the point of sapping the very life from their being, or to cause them to flourish beyond their wildest dreams. Imagine a stick. Snapped off from it’s only source of… Read More
A Trophy of Grace
I have noticed over the past few years that sharing things from my past that used to make me cringe with shame, now have much less of a hold over me. It seems the more honest and open I’ve been about the myriad of mistakes I’ve made, and the more I’ve allowed God to take and redeem the ugliness of my… Read More
