I am so incredibly glad I didn't commit to reading the Bible through in a year. If that had been my resolution, failure would fall pretty hard right now. I'm not just chapters behind, I'm books. As in plural. As in way behind. But I didn't commit to reading the Bible through in a year.… Continue reading How to Wrestle Well | Asking the Hard Questions
Not too long ago my journal pages were filled with questions. I was at a point in my life where I seemed to have every dream fulfilled. I had a husband who loved me, one I prayed so long for. I had a precocious little boy, a child I had prayed so long for. I… Continue reading Journaling Bible Giveaway!
I don't like to run. I actually hate it. I hate it...with a passion. I overheat easily and my legs get red and itchy. It's in fact a miserable experience. So when I read any type of metaphor about running in the Bible, I have to disassociate it with my full-hate relationship of running as… Continue reading Trailblazing Pioneers | How to Run When You Don’t Feel Like Running
I jolt up out of bed fumbling to turn off the alarm. I woke earlier, but decided to rest my eyes for another fifteen minutes and must have fallen back to sleep. I quietly grab my glasses from the nightstand and slip into dining room. The notebook covered table makes me smile. This is my… Continue reading Rouse My Soul | Encounters with God on the Dusty Road
My son recently discovered the joy of building blocks. He painstakingly gathers both pieces in his chubby baby-not-quite-toddler hands and angles them together to connect. Sometimes the ends don't fit and he grumbles in frustration, but when they do, he looks up with his big blue eyes to see if anyone noticed. He'll hold up… Continue reading Slime Slinging and a Woman Named Damaris