I brought this big fella out of storage and into the nook where I do yoga a little bit ago. It's a shitty mat job (I did it myself years ago without the proper equipment - it's sad) but I love him. I called him 'the bone daddy' after Jack Skellington form The Nightmare Before… Continue reading beautiful things.
I stopped my cousin mid-sentence yesterday because she said something that totally took me back. She was telling me about her plans for next week, and she said she'd be doing something on the first of September. And that the first of September is next Friday. I interrupted her to ask "how are we already… Continue reading life is short, but you can’t rush healing.
To all who mourn in Israel, he will give a crown of beauty for ashes, a joyous blessing instead of mourning, festive praise instead of despair. In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks that the LORD has planted for his own glory. (Isaiah 61:3 NLT) I love tree pose and I love trees.… Continue reading beauty for ashes, when we’ve totally crashed and burned.
I've found that writing in the moment of a thought or a feeling has done me much better as of late than sitting on something to write about and work through later. So right now, I'm writing from the passenger seat of our family van on the way home from vacation. We're in the rainy… Continue reading tell me your story again.
Coming up on the Christmas season, there’s a lot of talk about gifts. People everywhere are talking about wish lists and presents and wants and “needs” (I’ll use that term loosely haha). Something God has been working on my heart lately has to do with His role as a provider, or a gift-giver, if you… Continue reading tell me what you want, what you really, really want.
I have no idea why I’m writing about all of this other than because God has surrounded me with scripture and words of encouragement to boast in this. So I’ll do that – trusting that He’ll do some good here with all of this. I’ve stumbled to write, and been discouraged in ministry lately. I’ve… Continue reading dry bones.
Sometimes I close my eyes and pray, "God, I'm just sorry. I don't know what else to say. I don't know why I fail You the way that I do. And Jesus - the perfect spotless and blameless one - what do I say to you? The one who overcame all temptation to sin in… Continue reading You love me anyway.