As a blogger, something I pray for, is that other women and other readers will feel valued, understood, related to, and loved. I don’t always know how to accomplish this, but this is something I pray for. Yes, I even pray about blogging. It makes my heart drip with tears to think that there are…
Before I had Mazy, I was more than involved as a youth pastor’s wife. I was making copious amounts of food, going to every event, and really, doing what I loved. In fact, when I was a freshman in college, I had declared youth ministry as my major, until a lunch table conversation with a…
It was a typical day in our home. Until the blankies had to get washed. For the past couple weeks, I have been mulling over in my head how I was going to combat the tears, since we had been down this road before. Unfortunately, I came up with no clever solution. So after Mazy’s…
I wasn’t going to write a post about love, but then something hit me. This Hallmark holiday has so many meanings behind it, for so many people. I am beyond thankful for my best friend, whom I call my husband. And words cannot express the love and thankfulness I have for our daughter, Mazy Grace….
Start the list: You haven’t finished the laundry. You haven’t made that new recipe. You haven’t organized your kids’ papers. You haven’t made a “good” supper in weeks. You haven’t exercised in who knows how long. You haven’t done this. And you haven’t done that. I am sure you can fill in the blanks. Think…
I once read somewhere that: Grace is not expecting immediate perfection, but allowing progression. Take a second to think about that. Think about how you treat your husband. Your children. Your friends. Yourself. In this thing called life, I think “perfection” is something we all want to obtain, to some degree. Pick an area of…
