“What is the blessing of a battle?” “Why don’t I feel particularly blessed in this battle?” Maybe these are some questions running through your head when you saw this title. We may not always know the purpose in our pain at the time- and…
There is nothing more disorienting for an extrovert and enneagram 9 than having to be quarantined during a pandemic with limited contact with other humans. Add the fact that I am also a classroom teacher, and you can kind of feel the weight of…
Everyone I know is looking for hope right now. Yearning for a deeper meaning behind this pandemic, isolation, sickness, and these unprecedented moments. Some are reaching for the refrigerator door hoping food will calm them. Others are reaching for the counterfeit community through social…
What the Coronavirus Taught Me About Marriage (a page from my journal)
I recently received a text from a close friend who is single. She told me how she is dreaming of the hugs she will be able to give and receive once this whole quarantine is over. My heart sank into my stomach. Then I…
It had been years since she even looked at me. I miss the days when she would depend on me, and put me first in her life. I was just collecting dust like all the other books on her shelf, but the difference is…
The Platform of Redemptive Motherhood
I began the journey of motherhood through primarily spiritually mothering college students. I didn’t realize it at the time, but I was being a Paul-type figure. Paul, the spiritual father to so many in the first-century church, taught and admonished men and women to…
I’ve been around enough pregnant women to know they stress about their birth plan. They make lists, demands, and even do strange rituals in order to ready their bodies, their tribes, and their medical staff for the day of arrival of their babes. Perhaps…
I met a boy With skin as soft as silk Even the caramel in my coffee Is wildly jealous of The caramel in his skin. I met a boy. With a voice as loud as thunder And eyes having already beheld So many things…
Jesus & Therapy
Written in the story of my faith is a cosmic battle the Father authored before time began by allowing what He hates in order to achieve what He loves. While Christ was breathing His last breath, joyfully being crushed for a people who despised…
The common womanIn a common homeWith a common vocationLonging to be known. The common woman In a common town With a common life More lost than she is found. The common woman Is you. The common woman Is me. The common woman With a…