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”
Tag Archives: Women of Faith
Great Because I Am
A couple of weeks ago, I went to Bible study at our church for the summer session. We were looking over Proverbs 31. You know, that passage. The one about the “perfect” woman. It was such a great discussion. And it was also a hard one. That Proverbs 31 woman! She seems untouchable. And inContinue reading “Great Because I Am”
The Birds
I like to think of her as a bird. Not like The Notebook portrays it. (“If you’re a bird, I’m a bird!”) A bird that floats with the wind, wings spread, strong in her wingspan, but graceful as the wind lashes across her face. She flies with intention, flaps when the time is right, glidesContinue reading “The Birds”
Girl, Listen
The past couple of months have been real. Not that my life is make-believe, but my days have felt meaningful. Sometimes I get sidetracked by my kids or whatever spot on my carpet I need to clean, but recently, I feel the sparks of purpose and value. It’s been wholesome. Enlightening. I think back onContinue reading “Girl, Listen”
Yelling with the Windows Open
I feel spiritually off, in a funk, and out of sorts. The past few days have been gloriously beautiful with warm weather abundant and lots of time in the sun running and laughing and enjoying life. It hit me as I was yelling (nearly at the top of my lungs) at my four-year-old with the windowsContinue reading “Yelling with the Windows Open”
Polished Silver
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 itContinue reading “Polished Silver”
Because of You
I’ve been praying, trying to find where God wants me to go. In what I write. In what I give away to glorify Him. He’s whispering a prompting of, “Go there. The place that is hard for you. The place that you are raw.” I remember a night when I was 17, a night IContinue reading “Because of You”