It's All About Connection
Sometimes I feel like running away. Away from dirty dishes. Piles of laundry. Full schedules. Late nights and early mornings. Away from difficult people. From unfair expectations. From the hardest parts of my day. Yes, I sometimes wish I could escape all the not-so-fun, wearing-me-out, breaking-my-heart part of life. And I wonder, do you ever... Continue Reading →
What if I told you making the most of your time isn’t all it’s cracked up to be? At least, not in the way you and I often carry it out. Especially those of us who are task oriented. We see what needs to be done, and we don’t stop until it’s done. Until we... Continue Reading →
Good morning, God. It’s me. I’m up a little earlier than usual this morning. I’ve made my coffee. I’m seated in my office, at my small black desk, to meet with You. As usual, the house is quiet this time of morning. All I hear is the ceiling fan above my head, an occasional car... Continue Reading →
Searching for my true identity is where I’ve been. Examining, one by one, all the labels I’ve claimed ownership to over the years. Taking myself back to the basics – to the very core of who I am- of who God created me to be. In doing so, I’ve come to realize I have purpose,... Continue Reading →
Oftentimes, it’s difficult to utter that tiny little word, “no”. I ponder this shortly after I’ve agreed to yet another task I should not be tackling. But it’s too late. I’ve committed myself, stretching myself too thin once again. In an effort to please everyone, I end up exhausted, weary, and longing to hide from... Continue Reading →
I didn’t awaken that morning expecting my life to change. I knew some things would be different. There would be diapers to change, extra laundry to wash, another mouth to feed. But true change? As in a shift in perspective change? As in a how-did-I-ever-make-it-without-you change? Yet there it was, covering me like a warm... Continue Reading →
What message are we communicating to our unchurched neighbors this Easter? I hope it’s one of hope and love and acceptance, but when I read some of the church signs I’ve seen recently, I can’t help but wonder. Signs that suggest that coming to church on Easter is a bad thing – if you don’t... Continue Reading →
I don’t mind hotel stays. In fact, I welcome them from time to time. Afterall, what momma doesn’t love daily housekeeping services? Yet, as I sit here this evening, in my single-roomed home-away-from-home, I’m feeling somewhat restless. That’s what happens when your plans are interrupted and, rather than following your kids around town for homeschool... Continue Reading →
Dear Tidy Momma, Last week I made my bed for the first time in probably a month, or two if I’m being honest. It looked so pretty, I almost took a picture and posted it on social media. Except I was afraid of what you might think of me, or worse, what you might say.... Continue Reading →
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