I haven’t known an adult life where Jesus wasn’t everything. Yet truthfully, He hasn’t always been. He’s always been more of an afterthought, with moments of pure devotion mixed in. I have not been the Christian woman I thought I would be, but it gets better. When you’re young, it’s much easier to “be on fire for Jesus”. The more life hits you in the face, … Continue reading Changing Tides
When I walked out of that grave, it was like the world tilted, and I felt my heart beat for the first time. I knew nothing of what would come of me, but I knew Jesus. It didn’t matter if anything else made sense. But time ain’t so sweet. Where my world once tilted and turned at the sound of His voice, it now only … Continue reading Above the Grave
“Oh Lord Jesus.” I rubbed my forehead as the words came out. How many times have I raised my voice today? How often do I have to correct them before they finally get it? Sometimes the best I can do is saying those three words. Sometimes prayer doesn’t come naturally, and all I really want is to feel less alone. So I say His name, … Continue reading The Welcome Spaces of My Life
I can almost hear the collective sigh of “We made it out alive” as we all finally shut the door to 2017. Maybe it was a great year, maybe it sucked. From here, I’m glad I came out in one piece. My word for 2017 was “satisfied”. I wanted to live content with what I was given instead of wishing for something else. I cannot … Continue reading From Here
This morning I sat down to eat my second Lunchable of the week after hearing the healthy heartbeat of our baby girl. Our baby girl. I don’t know if that’s going to get old anytime soon. But yeah, you read that right. I’m eating Lunchables, because somehow I’ve found myself at 36 weeks pregnant and managing to keep the pace I’ve been at for the … Continue reading From the Sidelines
“Look at this!” “Uh huh, cool.” “Mom. Mooooom! You didn’t see!” I look up, because he’s right, I didn’t see. I was just saying something to appease him for a moment while I finished reading an article. My thumb has frozen over the screen, and I put it to the side so I can really see him, not see him secondhand over the illumination of … Continue reading A Worshipful Life
I remember only a few parts of my first day of kindergarten. I remember walking to the bus stop with my brothers. We sat down, my brothers sitting close to their friends, and me sitting quietly next to someone I didn’t know. And that’s it. That was 20 years ago. Tomorrow I get to walk my firstborn down to the bus stop for his first … Continue reading The Legacy We Leave
