The door bell rang yesterday afternoon, which startled me, because as with most of you I'm certain, it's been weeks since anyone came over. On the front step, there was a package addressed to me. I didn't remember ordering anything or winning any giveaways, so I was puzzled. When I opened the box (after Clorox… Continue reading I Love You From Over Here
Category: Encouragement
Of Wonder & Gratitude
The window beside my desk is open just now and the spring breeze rustles in. The soundtrack from Little Women is playing in the background and combined with the song of the birds just outside, it is a rather magical atmosphere. It's easy to be thankful in this moment, where beauty and peace seem to… Continue reading Of Wonder & Gratitude
When He Becomes All Our Hope & Stay
Panic attacks, nightmares, and anxieties surrounding conflict or change have long been large parts of my life. I remember when I was little, I would dream that my Dad would be mortally wounded by an escaped evil warrior with an undetectable poison disguised as a Reese's cup while traveling. (I'd like to take this moment… Continue reading When He Becomes All Our Hope & Stay
Hope for Broken Hearts & Pandemics
Life is short, it's true. But boy, it can be hard sometimes. We are living in strange and confusing times. Universities are closing, borders are locking down, and everyone seems to have the answer to all questions regarding the pandemic. The confusing part is that everyone's answers are different and while we all think we're… Continue reading Hope for Broken Hearts & Pandemics
She’s My Hero
Before the sun creeps up behind the trees in our yard, she's awake. Some days she's making breakfast. Some days she's reading her Bible. Some days she's rocking a sick baby. Some days she's praying her heart out. Some days, she's just sitting with her coffee on her back porch listening to the birds. But… Continue reading She’s My Hero
It’s Like in the Great Stories, Mr. Frodo
We were watching The Two Towers last night, and I cried. I don't think crying in that movie is uncommon, especially for my fellow women, but last night was different. I didn't cry for Frodo and Sam, I cried for myself. My tears were for this real world, not for Middle-Earth. I was the one… Continue reading It’s Like in the Great Stories, Mr. Frodo
He’s Still Enough
It's the warmest winter in our small town since the 80's and my southern heart is not complaining. There is no snow on the ground, no ice scrapers being pulled out when we leave the house, and the sun is shining brightly. The weather outdoors mirrors that inside of me. Warm, bright, and hopeful. All… Continue reading He’s Still Enough
A Baby Sleeping & Fearless Rest
There is something incredibly natural and soothing about a baby sleeping peacefully in the arms of the one caring for him, and this morning something very convicting. He does not raise his head to question whether my grip is strong enough to hold him if he squirms. He does not hold onto me as if… Continue reading A Baby Sleeping & Fearless Rest
He Holds Us Fast
The morning light was still hours away from creeping through our windows yesterday morning when I woke up and stumbled downstairs to the coffee pot at five o'clock. Rubbing my eyes thoroughly and rummaging through the fridge to find the creamer helped wake me up and by the time I curled up in my usual… Continue reading He Holds Us Fast
When Feeble Senses Blind
Our backyard is full of trees that seem to burst with life and greenery in the summertime. There is a little cove in the back right corner where the branches seem to envelop two teal lawn chairs and when you sit up there, watching the sun fade behind the house, it's pure magic. The squirrels… Continue reading When Feeble Senses Blind
