A Maker of New
I hate cleaning. I mean, I’ll do it, but it takes a lot to make me want to. It doesn’t bring me joy. Yesterday was a day for cleaning in...
I hate cleaning. I mean, I’ll do it, but it takes a lot to make me want to. It doesn’t bring me joy. Yesterday was a day for cleaning in...
My daughter brings me great joy. She brings great frustration, too, since she’s like me in so many ways, but she also brings me so much...
I gave up making resolutions a few years ago. I don’t really keep many of them. One year I said I’d wear makeup every single day. That...
It’s the time of year where life is busy and full and it’s easy to get lost in all the happenings. I love advent! It’s a time of bring...
God, I feel so alone. But I am here. Where? Every breath you take, you breathe me in. When the sun shines warmly on your shoulders, I...
Tomorrow will be filled with kids and adults masquerading as something they aren’t because it’s socially acceptable. For some, though,...
Our church started a series on tough questions this past weekend. What surprised me, aside from these tough questions being ones I’ve...
Perhaps you’ve noticed women posting “me too” on social media and have been curious about what all these people were saying. Perhaps...
Here’s a little something about me that you may or may not know. I’m incredibly tenderhearted. Open the dictionary to the word and you’ll...
I realized yesterday in church, Jesus must’ve said, “oh, Peter…” a lot. Not like the frustrated, “are you even seeing yourself now?” kind...
To you mothers out there wishing and hoping for an invitation to be included amongst your peers… To you mothers who feel less than...
I wanted to write yesterday. I wanted to share some profound thought… that I have completely forgotten now. Isn’t it how it always is?...
Lately I’ve been struggling with feeling like I belong, which kind of goes with my struggle in my identity. As a mom to two, I have a...
Today is my childhood best friend’s birthday. We did everything together from third grade to fifth grade when she moved. She moved next...
Wait. you mean there isn't a school to teach you how to potty train? Or other parts of parenting that are not easy and often H A R D?...