There's no skirting around the fact that 2018 was a tough year for me, so I'm going to do a little jig right now that it's over. BUT- that being said, something good came out of it- this blog! Your Mercies New was created after getting out of the psych ward... talk about rock bottom.… Continue reading Let’s Dance Through a Highlight Reel, Shall We?!
Do you ever wonder what I do at 9:31 on a Sunday night? No? I'll tell you anyways! I'm sitting on the hard floor, painting the final stroke of top coat on my kitchen island, sipping a little bourbon, listening to Yanni, and thinking about the Guacamole Slide. Did you have a Guacamole Slide when… Continue reading Sunday Eeeeeevening
Ew. I am cringing at this title. It sounds too trendy and secular, the product of a culture that revolves around "me". Then why did I choose it? And how does self love fit into a Christian's life when we're supposed to die to self? First, I chose the title to retaliate against some self… Continue reading Self Care Starts With Self Love
For about the past three weeks, this is what our laundry room has looked like: We have a little potty room in our laundry room. It's just a toilet, and the sink is right outside of it by the washer and dryer. Basically, it was a little blue hole in the wall. Thomas had nailed… Continue reading TOP SECRET Project Reveal
HAPPY NEW YEAR! Thomas and I couldn't possibly be more excited to start a new year. You'd think the years we looked forward to grand events like our wedding or the birth of our first child would have topped the list, but nope! 2019 is the most exciting one for us yet. Why? Because 2018… Continue reading So Long 2018!
We are on our way to Tennessee for Christmas! My poor husband and the kids have icky colds. Somehow that always seems to happen on the holidays, doesn't it?! ************************ "Merry Kidmas" The stockings are hung on the doorknobs with care. The dog is humping her Lover Bear. Santa’s not coming because he isn’t real.… Continue reading Peace On Earth Despite Runny Noses
Jacob trotted across the dirt road up to his family’s clay hut. The sun dropped behind the hills right as he stepped through the doorway, set with heavy timber and adorned with a mezuzah. He eagerly looked towards the fire, hoping for a warm bowl of stew, but his father blocked the view. “I need… Continue reading The Baby That Changed The World