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
Friends, I am really excited for this year. You are too? Yeah? No? I’m excited for reasons you might not expect. Last year, I tried serious goal setting for the first time. I was ready to make things happen in my life that I had pushed to the wayside for too long. And I totally. bombed. To be fair, I got pregnant early in the … Continue reading Two Statements for 2018
“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
In the summer of 2014, my husband came home from his 9-5 job for the last time. The first month afterward, we were in a frenzy, and I remember living in a lot of fear. How could I not? Our main and only source of income had disappeared. A month later, in the first few weeks of July, I peed on a stick. I knew … Continue reading The Great Faith
I used to be a really good liar. Well, maybe not a “talented” liar, but I was a habitual one. I would lie about being sick, so I didn’t have to go to school. I lied on AOL Instant Messenger about my age. Eventually, a lie would come out of my mouth, and the taste of it made me think, Why am I doing this, again? … Continue reading Fighting for Eternity
I had this moment the other night that took its time gripping me. It wrung me out with a truth that sent me to my knees. I say it often, and I think it daily: Jesus is the prize. If he isn’t the prize, then I have missed the mark. It doesn’t matter what it is. If it’s in cooking dinner. Loving my children. Decorating … Continue reading Polished Silver
When I was a little girl, my parents would leave a trail of jelly beans from my bedroom door to the Easter basket on the fire place. It was magical to me; the idea of surprises after a night of sleep, wonderful goodies to bring me joy. Although the jelly bean trails ended after a certain age, my love for Easter didn’t really waver. The … Continue reading Resurrection Monday
