"Not to us, Lord, not to us, but to your name be the glory, because of your love and faithfulness." Psalm 115:1 I have made a decision: All of the rest of my posts in January will focus on God. Here is my reason: 2018 was a year of introspection for me. In… Continue reading Directing My Gaze Upward
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
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
Four days ago we ran out of coffee. Eek! We didn't see it coming. And somehow we never managed to go to the store to get more. On Sunday we drank the coffee at church. On Monday Luke and I went on a little date to Starbucks while Lyla was in preschool. My boy LOVES… Continue reading must…find…COFFEE
If you have curly hair like I do, you will totally understand this post. If your hair is naturally straight or you've been straightening it forever, this might give you some insight into the psyche of females with a more wild "do". My hair curls and bounces like a hobbit's in the Shire. I would… Continue reading The Curly Complex
I pulled cool air into my chest and held it, my temporary captive. With a loud and sudden puff, it escaped me. I wanted it to cleanse me, hoped it would take away the frustrations like our filter pulling dust out of the air circulating through. As I crunched along over leaves and gravel, my… Continue reading Depressed and Talking to a Squirrel