At the end of every year, I pray about a word for next year. Through scripture and prayer, I find a word that speaks to my soul. I seek a word that when I pray about it I feel a stirring in my spirit. Sometimes, the word makes sense, but more often I'm surprised by… Continue reading Be Brave
This past month at our church retreat I learned something about myself. Have you ever thought you were depending on God, but then realized you were trying to handle life on your own terms? I suppose in my mind I expected God to see how awesome my ideas were and endorse them. The retreat topic… Continue reading Feelings
In the beginning, I had so many mixed feelings over my word for 2018. EXPECT. When I prayed for what my word would be this year, I had several thoughts about what would work. I actually prayed and told God what I thought my word should be, but instead of rejoicing I only received an… Continue reading 2018: Expect
I started the year with the word, FORWARD. After much prayer, I felt like that was the word God gave me and I embraced it anxious to see how God would use it. For years, I had worked on a story by re-writing it several times. It was the story of my heart. I was… Continue reading Year in Review
When is the last time you rocked the boat? I don't mean through an antagonistic Facebook rant. I mean when is the last time you looked someone, you care about, in the eye and said something they didn't want to hear? Yes, because we as Christians, we have become too comfortable in our pew seats. We… Continue reading You’re okay, I’m okay
Jen Hatmaker. If you don't know who this woman is, then a quick google search will tell you that she's one of the most popular bloggers today. She has connected herself to moms who need to hear that they are human and it's okay to make mistakes. I love her books. I think she's amazing.… Continue reading Jen Hatmaker. Wow.
I can see her walking across the stage. Her burgundy graduation gown billowing around a pair of wedge platform heels. A bright smile, full of promise for the future. This day is eight short years away for us. I can see it. Feel it. I know in my heart it will be bittersweet. My firstborn… Continue reading Hello Graduate