Two truths for the What-ifs

Two truths for the What-ifs

These days it might be hard not to find yourself afraid. The unknowns, maybe’s, and what-ifs sneak into our minds and prop up their feet. Fear. It’s a feeling that, regardless of a pandemic, often pops into our minds until we can drown it out with a TV show or the...

Enough About Me Review

Enough About Me Review

(I was happy to receive a free copy of Jen Oshman's Enough About Me: Finding Lasting Joy in the Age of Self.  This review is based upon my own thoughts and opinions. Photo by Crossway) “You are inspired by nature’s beauty. You care for your hair. You want hair that is...

The Cherry Bed

The Cherry Bed

I. The sweet scent of wood shavings filled the shop while rough timbers planed smooth into boards. Cut, Glue, Nail, Repeat. Two eager kids dreaming of no more goodbyes. 84 days and counting until forever.    II. Perhaps we made it too small. Too many noises pass...

Helpless

Helpless

It’s hard to feel helpless. As news swirls around us each day updating us with the latest restrictions or guidelines, perhaps we all might feel that way. After all- isn’t one of our main tasks right now- to stay put? As a doer who loves to go and go, the directive feels especially binding.

There are still many ways we can and should actively encourage our family in Christ and neighbors in the world- through texts, phone calls, delivering groceries, medicine, or meals, etc.. Yet for the large part, as the whole world stops in an unprecedented way- we find ourselves left with only our prayers.

Only prayers? Perhaps you’ve heard yourself say those words too.

Must Writers Write?

Must Writers Write?

    “Writers write.” It’s a phrase I’ve heard countless times since venturing into the world of writing. I’m not one for putting too much stock in labels, yet each time I hear the phrase, guilt sets in.  If true writers will find opportunities to get their...

The Baby Carrier

The Baby Carrier

Last year I packed up the majority of our baby things. Play mats, burp cloths, clothes, and the various paraphernalia that got us through one stage and on to the next were stuffed into our old Buick. They would find their new home with another mom.  I remembered the...

When You’re Tired of Mourning

When You’re Tired of Mourning

A week ago my husband’s family joined together for a memorial service. Laughter and tears flowed over the life of a woman who was devoted to her family and the Lord.  This wasn’t our first time. In the past year we’ve joined together often, and we know the ritual will...

2019 Book List

2019 Book List

As promised, here is a list of the books I read this year: A BIOGRAPHY The Woman Who Smashed Codes by Jason Fagone This was a fascinating book. It followed Elizabeth and William Friedman and their role in breaking secret enemy codes throughout multiple wars before...

How I Fell in Love with Reading (Again)

How I Fell in Love with Reading (Again)

I’ve always loved books. Growing up I devoured various fiction works, from romance to mystery. I prided myself (far too much, in hindsight) in how challenging of a book I could read. I spent my rides on the school bus as the quintessential book-worm, even on the...

Secrets

Secrets

Sometimes I drink in a moment And shut my lips tight. Words will fail it, A picture only dulls it. So instead I'll just hold it close between you and I. For, I think, as the sun descends- we'll all wish we had a few more secrets between friends....

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