I’m falling behind. I can feel it. I’ve lost my edge. I’m not working as hard or as long. So what, I’ve gotten up early and handled my online job and worked my day job, gone grocery shopping, made dinner. I still need to…
“If you have the boys mow, leave the back yard for me.” Those words slipped out of my mouth before I could call them back. I’d just had a moment with God. Having woken up and glanced in the mirror before my morning shower,…
“Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.” Isaiah 43:18-19 NIV Rest your…
I drew a heart in the sand. Someone came alongside me and pointed to the outline. “A turtle,” he exclaimed. He called his friend over. The woman looked at the stick drawing, the ocean foam lapping closer to the edges. “No, it’s a dog.”…
Struggling, struggling, struggling. I don’t know why life is such a struggle. Can’t I just sit back in my cozy home surrounded by family and comfort? Okay, so I’ll go to work then I can come home and relax, can’t I? I deserve the…
I woke up recently with the dream I was having on my mind. In it, I was getting a tattoo, a tiny cross on my ring finger, above my wedding band. The prevalent thought was how we wear Christ everywhere we go. Later (we’re…
Nothing can separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus. (Romans 8:38-39) I just want to leave this scripture here and stare. Write nothing further. Seeing it over a social media feed encouraged me greatly. It’s been a few weeks now of…
I’ve spent the week getting beat up. Getting beat up by myself and my thoughts (repeatedly, consistently). By the angry world around me. By circumstances, sickness, and worries. After several days of reading God’s Word through a Bible plan online, I had a revelation.…
It’s mid-week again with all its hustle and bustle. The weekend sped by with goals unmet and things left undone. My mental list checks off folding laundry, keeping up with dishes, making meals, spending time with family. Yet, there is always something I’m beating…
The beeping of the life-monitoring machines have become a commonplace background noise. The high-pitched whir of the ventilator somehow comforting in its constancy. There is life still here. The weightiness of heartbreak of families entwines with worry, hope, and prayers as I do my…
Every thing is at my fingertips. I take up my phone for the weather report, a honey sugar mask recipe I stumbled across the other day, to check on a sick friend, order a shirt from my favorite brand, help to care for a…
