The curse is found far, wide, and deep in the world, in me, in every cell.
All in Hope & Faith
Advent 2018: PART IV
I pictured a warm, strong, impenetrable blanket or atmosphere of loving approval all around me.
Advent 2018: PART III
Repentance is a path through dense woods.
Advent 2018: PART II
This truth, that denial has no curative power, was all I needed to trust the wisdom of centuries of believers and observe the season of Advent.
Ribbons Tied Tight
I was thrilled (particularly that Rib had approved the expenditure), and then proceeded to feel for the next three hours that I may vomit.
Happy New Year
I say it with no shame, no embarrassment, no sense that I'm a faker for the first time since I walked out of a professional dance studio for the last time...
Wound Care
I went up to my bedroom and laid on the floor to feel terrible about myself, to feel desperate, to wonder how I will ever survive motherhood, and, the worst part, to seriously question God's wisdom in giving ME these children to raise...
If you have never had a day like that, then just stop reading now. But if any of that rang some bells, let's keep going...
Did I just write a sad confession of the roots of my emotional eating? I don’t know.
If every year I begin advent with an ache in my heart over dreams never realized, bodily pain, and loss, then I am appropriately humbled.
I wear a different hat in each one.
for me it felt less like a retreat and more like an assertion
WHY DO YOU HAVE TO POOP NOW?! IT IS NOT TIME FOR THAT!!!
Ever have days when being a SAHM kind of sucks, but you're not sure how to talk about it? Yeah. Me too.
Mother's Day
Motherhood can be broken into its tasks- childcare, cooking, cleaning, chauffeuring, bookkeeping, communications management, etc. But, is that really what it’s about?
Mary, Martha, and All My Apologies
I wear indignation on a regular basis, and I honestly say that it is always tied to my insecurities.
A Trip to the Tulip Fields of Traffic
Needless to say, that trip was a real disappointment.
Photo: Tulips FROM MY YARD
"Fine" or Hard-hearted?
I was feeling disappointed in myself this week. I felt like I "wasn't handling it well" that my POTS appears to be coming back.
4 Things We're Working On Thanks to Election Season
I always hated it when my mother would answer my “But, Mom, I wasn't trying to be mean” with “Yes. But you weren't trying to be kind.”
(OBSESSE)D.C. Eagle Cam
My own weakness is off-putting to me. I tend to despise the weakness I see in myself, but I'm learning to let it lead me to the nest.
Guest Post: Redeeming Our Renovation
If Jesus, the son of God, bears the scars left from his earthly suffering on his resurrected body,
how much more ought we to value the scars - the scratches, dings, and wobbly, rusty joints we
carry around with us every day.