Celebrating the joys and sharing the struggles of motherhood, life and faith.
“It’s going to be okay.” When I heard these words, I felt the relief pour over me, washing away so much of the fear. I was a new mom and fear gripped my heart in those days. When our little girl was born just shy of three weeks early, all was well. She was healthy, …
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“Alright Sister…we’ll talk soon, but until then, keep it in the road. Love ya,” he said. “I will…love you too,” I replied, pushing the end button, and flipping the phone closed. My headlights shone brightly ahead, pressing the darkness back, as I rounded the last curve before home. I pulled into the driveway and walked …
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A letter from my heart to yours on this Christmas Eve. I don’t know where you find yourself today. Maybe this is the year you celebrate new life. There are tiny boxes full of tiny onesies underneath the tree, and though you’re sleep deprived, your heart is as full as it’s ever been. Perhaps this …
Continue reading Immanuel Is Enough
It’s hard to believe that I’m sitting here staring 40 in the eye. I never thought this day would arrive so soon, but here I am. As I sit here contemplating this turn of another year, I’ve begun to wonder what I’d tell my younger self if I had the opportunity. Here are a few …
Continue reading Dear Younger Me:
My boots echoed on the Target floor, a steady tapping with each step. I remember thinking to myself, as long as I can hear that tap, at least I know I’m still moving forward. It was Christmas, and the months leading up to this season had been filled with unexpected sorrow, grief, and turmoil. I …
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See this picture? This is real. This is honest. This is real honest! And I’ll be even more honest…it’s a bit too real for me. I don’t want to share this because I want you to believe that my home is beautiful and spotless at any given moment. When you walk inside, I want my …
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I grew up in the church. Hymn books, "Amazing Grace," and Sunday School were all familiar. I feel as though I grew up knowing God. I became a Christian at an early age. Faith was fairly simple. It was all I knew. As I matured into adulthood, I would occasionally ask the hard questions. Things …
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The smell of freshly pressed beans laid thick in the air as the coffee shop door swung shut behind me. Across the sun-drenched room, my friend waved a cheerful hello, and I walked over, pulling out a chair. We ordered coffee and made small talk while we waited. Moments later, steaming mugs were placed carefully down along …
Continue reading Searching For More Than Coffee Shop Friendship
