Immanuel Is Enough

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 … More Immanuel Is Enough

Dear Younger Me:

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 … More Dear Younger Me:

Junk In The Closet

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 … More Junk In The Closet

When Faith Is Hard

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 … More When Faith Is Hard

Searching For More Than Coffee Shop Friendship

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 … More Searching For More Than Coffee Shop Friendship

Yet Goodness Remains

“Mommy, I have to go potty!” my son hollered from the backseat.  You’ve got to be kidding me, rolled around in my mind, never making it to my lips.  We had just stopped fifteen miles back, and we were only two hours into our six-hour trip.  “Are you sure you have to go?” I asked, … More Yet Goodness Remains