I wrote about clutter and how to identify (and avoid) it. Oft lately, my mind and heart ponder a different type of clutter. The clutter of busyness. The clutter of doing. The clutter that accumulates when you are not weeding out the good to make room for God’s best. Isn’t it funny how we can…
Category Archives: prayer
Confidently Me
There is something special about turning the page from December of one year to January of the next. I enjoy the reflection, the looking back on the good, the not-so-good and finding the grace in both. Each new year, since I began blogging, I have prayerfully chosen one word I feel led to focus on…
Breathe In, Breathe Out
Overwhelming to-do list. Unsatisfactory grades from the lanky boy who can do better. Cranky moments from a teething and first-time-ear-infection-suffering Sweet Pea. Breathe In. Breathe Out. Sanctuary filled with God’s people, lifting up one voice in a cacophony of praise. Teaching a class about the power of communicating with Elohim through prayer. Breathe In. Breathe…
{day 12}Walk in Faith
Sweet Pea is taking her first tentative steps. She much prefers furniture walking– holding on to the couch, a chair or even my leg– to letting go and walking on her own. When she realizes she is standing without support, she sits down. As believers, we can become furniture walkers too. We say and think…
{day 5} Know that you know
If I counted all the ways that God has shown up for me, come through for me, just plain loved on me– it would take way more than one little old blog post. I know that He is looking out for even the smallest details in my {and your} life. If that is how…
Remembering September 11th
But to you who are listening I say: Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you. ~Luke 6: 27 I wrote a post two years ago about where I was on that day. Ten years later, I still remember. I still pray…
When ministry hurts your heart
I have shed a lot of tears over the last few days. I normally cry at sappy moments in movies, milestone moments in my children’s lives and weddings. This isn’t that type of cry. This is a gutteral “why are you letting this happen, God?” cry from a deep place in my heart. One of…
Praying for our sons
As a mama to three teen boys, parenting sons is a topic dear to my heart. My sweet friend, Brooke, {co-owner of The M.O.B Society and author of Warrior Prayers} has a passion for raising sons as well. Specifically, her heart is for helping mom’s recognize that we can’t parent our boys on our own. …
There’s no place like home
There are days when I want nothing more than to curl up on the bench swing bolted to my grandparent’s dock, with a hot cup of tea and the blue fuzzy blanket, and watch the sun come up over the Chesapeake Bay. But, that is not possible right now. There are four teenagers and a…
As a prayer
Two things I do when I confront fear and heartache: pray and write I have a friend, the same age as my Matthew, making the grandest sacrifice of her life. Today. Right now. I have a young friend giving two of the greatest gifts today. She gave life to a beautiful baby and the gift…
