what I’ve been reading.

If you’ve known me for even a short amount of time, you’ve probably learned how much I love to read. It brings me such joy to read, and I’m grateful to be pretty fast at it. I love sharing what I’m reading. And although I wish I had a more exciting title for these posts,…

beginning again.

“Always we begin again.” These words of St. Benedict keep echoing in my heart, especially when a hard moment feels like it has ruined our day. We went shopping at Costco and Aldi today and there were a few moments of whining and disobedience. They felt loud and hard. I had to fight the lie…

not enough & too much all at once.

I think it was literally last week when I declared that I was feeling not enough and too much all at once. And here I am once again. On a day that I’m feeling worn, my throat is sore and I’m working hard to rest, the Lord gave me these words: “God doesn’t promise that…

a day for mamas.

Today is a day for mamas. But like almost any day intended for celebration and good, there is the underbelly of grief. For those who ache to hold a baby. For those who have lost a child. For those who have lost a mama. For those who feel the weight of a broken relationship. For…

the gift of grief and coffee cake.

As I write this, the apple blossoms are in their full glory. We inherited these trees with our house and they have not been well-pruned or well-loved in some time. But today, despite the lack of pruning or their ugly branches, their beauty is glorious and boldly demands my attention. It feels like a gift…