I have an anxiety disorder. Which seems strange because often I’m amazing. Take yesterday, for instance. I was trucking along, being a good version of me. Mothering children well, being … Continue reading A Peek Inside
Growing up, whenever something bad happened, personally or globally, my dad would say, “Come, Lord Jesus.” Not gonna lie- to a teenage mind, that seemed less than desirable. I had … Continue reading Come, Lord Jesus!
In case I wondered if my anxiety had been cured, it flared up again recently. This is a super inconvenient time to be rendered unable to function because I am … Continue reading When Prospering Looks Peculiar
As they go, I had super easy childbirths for the four children I’m raising. Seriously, when seasoned mothers are swapping war-stories in front of terrified mothers-to-be, I have nothing … Continue reading Purposive Pain
A friend of mine said something weird to me recently. She said two women in her family expressed that she wasn’t doing “enough” for her husband. My first reaction was … Continue reading The Addiction of Self-Righteousness
As I have mentioned before, I hate exercising. I thought I really hated the elliptical, but now I long to merely do that. Because I have had to turn up the … Continue reading Engaging with the Transformation
I want to talk a little about the problem that many Christians have with going to counseling. I know that it exists because I have been reading a book for … Continue reading De-stigmatizing secular therapy
Sometimes, I know exactly what I’m going to write about next. This one, I’ve sat on for weeks. Because it’s a hard one. I’d much rather write about racial inequality … Continue reading Sufficient Grace
I was talking with my friend about getting rid of toys. She was amazed when I told her that we’d gotten rid of like half of our toys before moving … Continue reading Life on a budget
The past several months have been intense. Stuff in my life, really heavy things in the lives of my closest friends. Impossible, unfixable, heart-breaking stuff. Stuff that I can’t do … Continue reading Be still!
When we moved to rural Indiana, I knew we were finally home. Jon had completed his education. We bought an amazing house that we could see our children as teenagers … Continue reading Foxes have holes
My Dad is my hero. Many girls can say that, but few are given the opportunity I have had to write about it. Recently, Daddy was nominated for a Service … Continue reading The Ministry of Showing Up