“Ask boldly, believingly, without a second thought. People who “worry their prayers” are like wind-whipped waves.” (James 1:6 MSG) I often tell new mamas struggling through the baby and toddler phases that parenting gets easier, at least physically. Now my kids can make their own breakfast and lunch and help with chores. They can dress themselves…
The past year has been a difficult one, full of challenges much like the decade before it. I sometimes feel like a battered ship struggling to stay afloat in an unrelenting storm. And last fall, the seemingly endless stress of balancing marriage, motherhood, and caregiving—while trying to “keep it all together” and hide my depression…
I think I was born loving shoes. In a box somewhere in the attic, I have a pair of white leather baby shoes with my name in gold-leaf on the soles. My habit throughout childhood was to go to sleep with new shoes placed in their box, the lid off, by my bed so that…
I don’t think about my ring-finger toe much anymore. The pinky toe guards it, so it doesn’t get rubbed by too-tight shoes. Tucked safely away from the oft-stubbed big toe, it’s spared from my clumsy steps. But one season I thought of my unassuming digit almost constantly throughout the day. I walked down the slope…
As a child I thought of adulthood as an arrival. Once you became an adult, you achieved a status of knowing, of stability, of comfort. But I’m in my thirties now, and I’ve finally realized that’s not how adulthood works. I’m both relieved and disappointed to discover I’m in a constant state of evolution and…
“Giving never happens by accident. It’s always intentional.” ~Amy Grant I have been thinking about the word “giving” a lot lately, especially in the light of current events. We are entering the season of giving, and during this time of year, that glorious word makes many of us think of beautiful gifts tied in…