10 books to tell you about.

I’m so grateful for all the books I get to read. It truly is such a privilege. In this season, I felt so much slower reading and reviewing non-fiction, but I couldn’t NOT tell you about these 10 gems. Handle With Care How I loved this book. Every chapter felt like a much needed conversation…

10 things I’ve learned lately.

10 things I’ve learned lately 1. A day off of my phone every week is such a GIFT. I’m so grateful my husband has agreed to do this every week since quarantine started with me. I need the accountability, and it is so freeing to put screens away for the day and enjoy our family…

one of the hardest parts of being a mama.

One of the hardest parts of being a mama for me is comparison. Not just comparison with other mamas and what they’re doing, but the mama I thought I’d be. I pictured myself without so many loud emotions, without so many limits. I never pictured myself getting so frustrated or spent. I certainly never envisioned…

grace when I’m shaky and fragile.

There are just so many loud, hard feelings right now. I keep feeling like I’m drowning, only to come up for breath again. Yesterday was a rough one, a drowning day. But I’m tossed to the surface yet again. Today, I feel fragile and unsteady after feeling pulled under. But I’m undone by the new…

the energy of long-distance love.

As someone who has loved people long-distance for as long as I can remember, I’m familiar with how it takes a different energy to connect with people who aren’t physically there. Phone calls and texts, sending packages and letters, Voxer and Marco Polo all take a different energy than just showing up at a friend’s…

when you’re doing lots of brave things.

It had been quite a few days of new things. We’d started potty training. He had transitioned to a bunk bed with his sister. Not to mention, my husband has been home without work and his sister is homeschooling all of a sudden. He had just gotten in trouble (again) and was sitting on the…

feeling post-partum.

This season reminds me of being post-partum. I’m grateful to not be as sleep deprived or for my body to be recovering from delivering a baby, but so many parts feel the same for my heart. Things can look familiar on the surface, but internally, I am responding so differently. I feel fragile and easily…

Feeling disoriented.

Disorienting. When my dear friend said the word, my heart felt the relief that comes from naming what is happening in my heart. All that has transpired over the past few days has felt tremendously disorienting. I feel my brain and heart trying to make sense of what is happening, comparing it to other things…

the pad thai sermon.

There are so many times when I simply make the things on my meal plan for the week. I plan it at the beginning of the week, and then make what I planned. But there are lots of times when I don’t have a meal plan or the one I have doesn’t work out. When…

6 books inviting more of Jesus during Lent.

I didn’t grow up with any Lenten practices, and there was a time that all I knew about it was that you gave up something. I saw people giving up social media or coffee or sugar, and didn’t think it was anything terribly important. It seemed to be nothing more than some people practicing self-discipline….

the gift of a sensitive heart.

For so long, my sensitive heart felt like a gift I didn’t want. I was so sensitive to any kind of violence, conflict and abuse, even fictional. And I grew up believing that any feelings of mine that weren’t “positive” should be avoided. I believed that things that made me sad or grieved should be…

Behind the brave action.

Saying “no” despite the fear of missing out when I know I need something different. Saying “yes” when it makes me vulnerable and I’m unsure what will happen. Allowing the tears to fall. Apologizing for the ways I wounded a friend. Picking my phone up to ask a friend to pray for me. Making an…