Can Lent and delight co-exist? Delight. My year word. My life word. I’m learning it, growing into it, rejoicing in it. But angst, resistance, and fear are weaving their sinews into my heart. I don’t know what to do with Lent. Never before have I participated in the season, but it’s coming down on me … More Of Daffodils and Death
What if God desires my delight in Him rather than my sense of duty to Him? What if we love Him more by finding pleasure in Him than by proving ourselves to Him? The thought seized me and trapped me. It locked me in an escape room and I’m still working my way out. This … More Softening and Delight
Two days ago, at our church’s moms group, we were all asked to write down a word for the year that we want to dwell on, remember, or pursue. Two years ago I chose the word LOVE (I know, probably the most cliche word possible, but it reflected some deeply personal growth I was pursuing). … More Our UN-word For The Year
Greetings to all our family and friends! A humongous Thank You to all of you who sent Christmas cards our way this year! we love to see your faces and to read of your life happenings. As we didn’t mail anything this year, we thought we’d send this e-letter your way instead. 2017 has been … More Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Mary, humble partner in Glory – a penny for your thoughts? No other character in Scripture can I recall who is identified like you by a life of pondering and treasuring moments in your heart. Perhaps no one waited in more anticipation for the birth of Jesus than you, Mary. Any mother knows the waiting … More The Pondering Mother
Peace and Joy won’t come this Christmas in the form of kids who don’t fight during winter break, a spouse who meets all your needs, a perfectly decorated home, enough money to buy all the things you want, good health, physical comfort, a relaxed schedule, or a good night’s sleep. True peace and joy will … More Do We Really Want the King?
In a span of six days, our family celebrated my son’s birthday, Thanksgiving, and my birthday. It was fun! But sprinkled in like jagged scraps of sandpaper amidst the sparkly confetti of celebration, were moments where I became frustrated, grumpy, and rude to my husband and kids. One mid-celebration-week morning I was especially rough and … More Sandpaper and Confetti – What I Learned This Fall
I was piloting our family mini-van down the parkway, all the kids in tow. The kid-of-the-day had requested that we listen to Pentatonix as we drove that afternoon. The perfectly in tune vocals had us all wrapped up in the musical experience. And then I started to cry. I had read a few weeks earlier … More That Time Pentatonix Made Me Cry
Short sighted. Short lived. Short tempered. Short range. Short. So often go my prayers. It’s like taking vitamins, or exercise; a duty rather than a delight. How easy it is to shrug off my lack of prayer as a typical human struggle. Is it really, though? I suppose if pride is a typical human struggle, … More Confessions of a Prayer Failure
Seven words at the heart of the issue. You can’t do it, but He can. I was surprised when the words, ‘you can’t do it,’ left my lips headed for my kids’ ears. Surprised, first because of their contradiction to cultural messages, and second because I had not premeditated the utterance. The message we are … More … but He can