Don’t Waste Your Courage On A Swimsuit

Maybe it’s too late to have this conversation, but I want to talk about swimsuits. Swimsuit. What a word. I mean, it is practically synonymous with self-hatred talks to the mirror and the emotion of shame itself. Good grief. Every summer, we try on the old one or drag ourselves out to find a new one. … Continue reading Don’t Waste Your Courage On A Swimsuit

These stories pump water

I love brand new ideas, really good ones I wish I thought of. Don't you? Well, here's one for you. Have you heard of CausePub yet? If you haven't, you're about to. I just wrote a story for CausePub, an organization creating books for a cause through group-publishing. [Click here to read the story and … Continue reading These stories pump water

Unafraid

Yes. To all of the above. One of my big goals this year is fearlessness. I was afraid to commit to it. (LOL.) But seriously, I really was. Being unafraid means potential loss, pain and other things we religiously aim to avoid. So why put ourselves out there? Whenever I choose to risk, it's because … Continue reading Unafraid

When it’s all up to you: the value of legacy

{If you found me through my article on Catalyst, welcome. And if you're a regular or a visitor, please let me share my news: I had the privilege to be featured on Catalyst this week, talking about the church planting life and the value of raising up the legacy of the next generation of leaders. … Continue reading When it’s all up to you: the value of legacy

I am the opposite of me

I am a paradox. And so are you. We are clean and shiny in some areas of ourselves, yet disheveled disasters in others. The real estate of our souls and our yards is impeccable from one angle, and painfully unkempt from another. How is it that we can live with coexisting brilliance and ignorance, with generous … Continue reading I am the opposite of me

Anger management: how it’s going out here

Two weeks ago, I took a crazy challenge. But it was about time. Inspired by the brave mom at The Orange Rhino, I committed not to yell at my son for 365 days. With certain caveats, like safety and distance, of course. That was 14 days ago. So now it's confession time, right? How have I actually … Continue reading Anger management: how it’s going out here

No one notices the pillars

No one notices the pillars. Take a look at the White House. The facade, the grandeur, the elegance, the sweeping landscape. The protesters in front. You can feel the history. But you probably walk right past the pillars. They cast a lovely shadow, create an ambience to be experienced, but so often we look right through them while they stand at … Continue reading No one notices the pillars

A reason to purge

My dresser drawers barely close. I fold, stuff and shove, but they don't stay shut. Fabric peers out from the top. Too much stuff. I fancy myself a Purger, a lady who lives light, who doesn't value things too much. But how can that be true when my drawers are half open, contents spilling out? … Continue reading A reason to purge

Anger Management for Moms: the 365 Day Challenge

A couple weeks ago, I wrote about anger. My anger. The kind that fills me up with sadness and regret. The kind I dive into in the moment and feel I'm drowning in the next. Since I wrote about it, read about anger from other moms and started paying attention to my volume and emotion, … Continue reading Anger Management for Moms: the 365 Day Challenge

A squishy, floaty, sturdy, heavy thing called Love

Only the things done in love matter. Only the things done in love weigh enough to stamp eternity. Everything else just floats off the surface as vapor. It's not the act. It's the intent. Love might wear you out, but it doesn't get tired that easily. Love lets you be where you are right now, … Continue reading A squishy, floaty, sturdy, heavy thing called Love