the best, sweetest, hardest thing.

Open hands. These were a few of the words the Lord gave me a few years ago, as an invitation for the year. I’d had my share of transitions in recent months (with more to come.) Things had been taken and given, as always happens with transition. At the time, I was finally naming the…

Dear brave one.

[A letter to myself a few months ago, or anyone going through their own slow, painful work of healing.] Dear brave one,  I know you wouldn’t have chosen this. You wouldn’t have chosen any of this. It has been painful and hard, harder than anyone other than Jesus truly knows. It has been so lonely…

10 things saving my life this winter.

I’ve written before about what’s saving my life. (You can read those posts here & here, if you’re interested.) I used to think “saving my life” had to look big and important. I thought it had to be loud and exciting. I thought it had to be an event or something easily identified as momentous….

truth speaks a better word.

Like so many, I’ve been paying attention to the case against Larry Nassar, the sport physician who offered treatment to the American Olympic female gymnasts for years. I’m utterly horrified as his crimes of sexual abuse against these many, many girls and women come to light. But I’m also amazed at the courage of those who…

what I read over the holidays.

I’m grateful that in the midst of the holidays, I still made it through a stack of books. Here’s what I’ve been reading lately. Under A Cloudless Sky. Sometimes you read a book at the perfect time. I hadn’t felt drawn to this book, despite being excited to read it until one night after doing…

when you have to make your own cake.

I’ve been doing a lot of unseen soul work the past days, weeks and months. I wish I could share more of those details, but only my home team knows of my recent battles and the ways I’ve been showing up, which is as it should be. Last week, it felt like I gave it…