we took a little trip today, picnic basket in tow. first stop was the museum. second stop was the greenway (to eat lunch until the heavens opened). there were several other stops before heading back home. each one offered something different. each one added something to our day. each one had a particular view. a view…
life
music
she is, for me, a strange friend. quite frankly, i don’t know what to do with her. Justin and i had a really honest talk the other day about music. i realized just how a part of me she really is. i cried at the thought of losing her, of giving up on her. i also realized…
willing
There’s an older lady at my church that I’m quite fond. Her love for The Lord is exciting. Perhaps you’ve met people like her. When they talk about their faith journey they look as if they’re going to explode with joy. Her petite size makes that pending explosion all the more enjoyable to experience. She’s…
Space
Today I wrote a song. I sat long enough, after wearing out my arms in a new workout, to record some words to some tune that I don’t even remember. And that’s ok. Because I sat. Long enough. That’s what matters most, even more than the song. I made space. When’s the last time you…
John 1:16-18
From his abundance we have all received one gracious blessing after another. For the law was given through Moses, but God’s unfailing love and faithfulness came through Jesus Christ. No one has ever seen God. But the unique One, who is himself God, is near to the Father’s heart. He has revealed God to us. …one gracious blessing…
5 Reasons Your Introverted Pastor Does NOT Hate You
This post is adapted from this post. It’s so freeing for me to read. I encourage you to read it too… Does your pastor seem to: – think more than talk – have no backbone regarding conflict – avoid you – only share personal information with a select few – prefer writing over talking –…
to be known
today i talked with a few girlfriends on our monthly conference call. i shared how hard mother’s day was, how i cried as mothers were asked to stand in church and children handed them flowers. i talked about the pain of not being a mother. one friend responded with, “You are a mother. Women who’ve…