Exploring the Wild & Beautiful Places of Faith
Y’all still standing? What a couple of weeks this has been. Or perhaps longer. In quarantine, time stands still and yet somehow, we’re nearly half way through June. I have been sitting here for days (weeks?), trying to put words together to say something about the social unrest, about the searing wounds opened and bleeding…
As an achiever, Enneagram 1, ENTJ or whatever else box my personality supposedly checks, I have a tendency to drift towards Getting. Things. Done. In this season of quarantine, I’m finding myself drawn towards the projects and to-do lists and annoyed with what disrupts my flow or keeps me from doing what I want. Mainly,…
Continue reading ➞ A Key To Sanity in the Midst of the Virus
First Girl asks me at breakfast, why would Jesus pick Judas if he knew he'd be a thief and a traitor? And why didn’t Judas go back to Jesus when it was all said and done, asking for forgiveness? Truth be told, I’ve never thought through that first question in my life. And that second…
I'm wiping up one kid's throw-up in the middle of the night when I finally concede that this is a hard season we're walking through. It snuck up on us and now we're smack in the middle trying to survive each day and not let the whole circus come crashing down. When you've walked through…
Continue reading ➞ Monday Motivation: Can a Season Be Both Good AND Hard?
Friday mid-morning I head to the mailbox, already discouraged by the few hours of too fast starts, emotional melt downs (mine and the minis) and being a tired, less than gracious mama. Sitting in the pile of car ads and political mailers is a note, a lifeline. In the midst of the swirling, there comes…
I'm sitting across from this sweet old man who celebrated his 80th birthday with a water ballon fight. Because life is short and should be fun. We're in the office of the company he built from scratch in the heart of Texas, a company that pulls in millions of revenue in manufacturing. The secret to…
The disciples get a scant 40 days with Jesus and then he’s gone. And while they’re left staring slack jawed at the blank sky, two angel strangers remind them of this: He’ll come back the way he left. I read that and think: so that means we have to keep looking up. Looking up when…
Pretty sure First Girl mixed weeds with the flowers in this bouquet she brought me from the garden. But to her, and now to me, it’s all beautiful. She's always had a way of seeing the worth of a person or a thing far better than most. This week, may you delight in the the…
Continue reading ➞ Monday Motivation: Finding Flowers in the Weeds
We're days away from wrapping up the second month of the new year but it's never too late to set those resolutions and head confidently in a direction. Because as Lara Casey says, "There's nothing magical about January 1." But maybe you're like me and the problem isn't coming up with goals and action plans…
Continue reading ➞ The 3×5 Challenge: What Do We DO Now? (Final Week)
I’ve been mulling over my latest post this past week and while the words read clear to me, there begs some clarification. In trying to be creative or compassionate without making too stark a statement, we can end up being confusing. So let me try and say in plain speak what was perhaps clouded in too many…
