“Mommy,” she sniffed, “That little girl doesn’t want to play with me. She told me to go away! I was just trying to make a new friend…” my three-year-old trailed off with tears in her voice as she sat on my knee at our local play place. My mother heart broke at the rejection… Continue reading How to let Hope move your feet, instead of fear.
Somehow, even with one less day, this week has felt so long…anyone else with me? I need some pep to reinvigorate me for the weekend ahead. We’ll be celebrating my husband’s birthday and my son’s birthday with family tomorrow, and I have promised him peanut butter pie…(my own secret recipe that I only make for his… Continue reading TGIF: Sharing is Caring
I once learned from author Emily P. Freeman, to pay attention to what makes you cry. She talked about how our tears sometimes tell us what is going on in our souls, when our minds haven’t caught up with them lately. She tells us our tears are reminders of the things that make us come… Continue reading When it hurts to say Goodbye…
I wonder what Adam thought when he saw the first weed. You know, in Genesis, after he and his wife destroyed the perfection of their garden home with sin. He’d been used to tending plants in a pre-fall kind of way; what I imagine was mainly watering and pruning and picking fruit to eat. But… Continue reading Weeding
Hello and welcome to the first edition of Learning & Reading. This will be a seasonal post where I share what I learned and read during the previous season, and I’ll ask you to share your own stories in the comments as well! This is based on the “What I learned” quarterly post by one… Continue reading Learning & Reading: Summertime
I don’t know about you guys, but I always find it super awesome confirmation that what God is teaching me is true when I find other people are learning the exact same thing. So without further ado, for your encouragement, two bloggers and fellow Hope*Writers on two different aspects of walking through hard seasons and… Continue reading TGIF:Sharing is Caring
You know that feeling, when you chest feels tight and your head feels numb? Where your thoughts run in sluggish circles, even while your heart is hammering away in your chest like a race horse. I felt like a scrooge, or like one of Shakespeare’s over dramatic heroes as I pulled onto the highway, glaring… Continue reading “Courage, dear heart.”