I’m oscillating between strength and weakness. Between functioning and being back to “normal” but then mourning and being angry that instead of packing my hospital bag and putting the finishing touches on our nursery in these last few weeks, I’m not. There is no stocking up on supplies. There is no prepping and planning.

I have a tendency to make more of things than they may be. [If you listen close, you can hear the sound of a collective sarcastic gasp from anyone that knows me at all…]

Still, when it comes to matters of the heart, of emotion – feeling tends to be stronger than practicality. Particularly when it relates to rejection…

Focusing Through Blurry Eyes

It’s full of moments when speaking is incapable. It’s full of pauses when breathing is inconceivable. It’s full of questions when sense has been hijacked and no ransom can be offered for its whole return. We take our turns reacting and responding…. Read More

Are the Chains really gone?

Last night, community group resonated thoughts Kristin and I were having earlier that day. I love when that happens. For it seems to me, as if God is giving a seeming “wink-and-nod” towards something He wishes me to dwell on. And that… Read More

What I Am

I am a people pleaser. I like to make people happy.      To a fault. I’m skipping past the “It’s good to serve others and the Word instructs us to love others more than ourselves…”     Yes. That is all… Read More

Running Through

“I will lift my eyes to the mountains; From where shall my help come? My help comes from the LORD…He will not allow your foot to slip….The LORD is your keeper…He will keep your soul.” (Psalm 121, excerpts) This image came to… Read More

A Routine Check-up

I’m not a mother. I do not have children. (Though I’ve spent most of my life caring for others’, thus have some insight into the world of little ones.)   Yet allow me the creative license to use a comparison to make a… Read More