Good Friday

This was after he rode into Jerusalem, the city named for shalom~ so much more than peace, but completeness, wholeness, everything-made-right-ness~ on the back of a young donkey. This was after the women and men and children stood waiting for their Savior, eyes turned upward and palm leaves laid down in expectation. This was afterContinue reading “Good Friday”

Shared: “A Manifesto for Christian Women on Instagram” — Abigail Dodds

When I first got an account on Instagram, I didn’t think about it. I had a friend pressure me into it, telling me it was way better than Facebook. I said, OK, and signed up. And like most things in life, I was slow to the trend. I missed the first wave of blogging, I… viaContinue reading “Shared: “A Manifesto for Christian Women on Instagram” — Abigail Dodds”

the exchange: denying ourselves for something greater

No matter how hard I tried no matter how many to-do lists I made no matter how many new dresses I bought no matter how many new houses I moved into or new jobs I took or new creative projects I launched nothing would give me freedom. Nothing would relieve the dark blanket of depressionContinue reading “the exchange: denying ourselves for something greater”

groceries, gratitude, and letting God break in

I took all three of my boys grocery shopping today.   If you are a Mom, you probably flinched at that, right? Michael and I try with everything in our scheduling power to make sure that one of us can do the weekly shopping sans little ones, but sometimes it just doesn’t work out thatContinue reading “groceries, gratitude, and letting God break in”

Where do we place our hope?

Where do we place our hope? Is it kept in a fragile jar waiting patiently on the shelf? Hidden in an upward gaze? Emerging from a heart turned open and ready for joy? Where do we rest the very essence of our thought and feeling (and trust and desire) about what we deeply want toContinue reading “Where do we place our hope?”

The Gospel Power of Family

When my mid-twenties brought the kind of failure that no one really plans for or considers is even possible for their own life (sure, maybe other people, *those people* over there, but never yourself), I found myself right smack in the middle of my own real-life churchy cliche…the prodigal son. Or, in my case, theContinue reading “The Gospel Power of Family”

A Moment for the Church

I can already tell this post is going to be hard to write. Some thoughts kind of simmer in the back of my mind and heart for a while and it takes a unique concentration (re: discipline) to bring it out on to the page (or, screen.) And honestly, my flesh fights it. It’s muchContinue reading “A Moment for the Church”

Ears to Hear, Hearts that Obey (a prayer)

Let me set the scene for you. It’s the afternoon of the first day of our hashtag homeschool journey for this academic year. I’m enjoying a peaceful and tidy home with a cup of fresh coffee in hand, a slice of orange pound cake next to me, and my laptop fired up and ready toContinue reading “Ears to Hear, Hearts that Obey (a prayer)”