Faith – Page 12 – JANELLE DELAGRANGE

When I Mess Up

Maybe I should just title this, Every Day of My Life. I said something to a friend a few months ago that still creeps up into my head every so often. It was one of those things where I had formed an opinion about someone. I knew voicing it served absolutely no one, except forContinue reading “When I Mess Up”

Seas & Fame

The other night Evan was away while I put the boys to bed by myself. Bedtime is not my favorite time because getting everyone to bed in a timely manner takes a lot of time. I don’t usually read to my kids before bed because I’m lazy. But that night felt important. So I readContinue reading “Seas & Fame”

How to Press On

I got a text from a friend yesterday that brought me back down to earth. It was a day chocked full of instances that flung me out on emotional, frustrated tirades. There didn’t seem to be any remedy until my boys were asleep, the TV was on to drown out silence, and I was stuffingContinue reading “How to Press On”

The Heavens and the Olympics

Thirteen years ago, I found Jesus with my brother in the middle of an alter call at a youth group. I was reminded a couple of weeks ago at our junior high youth group just how much Heaven rejoices when a lost soul finds its way back home. How the angels must roar in triumph,Continue reading “The Heavens and the Olympics”

Motherhood Right Now

I’m trying to write. But I also have a four year old who has asked me three questions in the time it has taken me to open my browser and begin typing. I’m asked questions, told stories. I’ve heard the same sentences over and over, because my boys have a tendency to believe that IContinue reading “Motherhood Right Now”

Like a Tree

Last night we were driving around our city looking at houses. We like to dream about what the future holds for us, and sometimes that involves looking at houses we can’t move into. I mean, why not, right? We had just finished up at Target, it was only 7:30, and we needed to kill timeContinue reading “Like a Tree”

Fingernails and Other Envies

I used to be envious of other people. Actually, I find myself still envious of people often. I just like to think I’ve improved. I used to hate my fingernails. (Yeah, you read that right) The shape. The cuticles. Gosh, I would pick at my cuticles. It was such a self-conscious thing for me inContinue reading “Fingernails and Other Envies”