If you receive my personal letters to your inbox, you already know: I took a little bit of an under-the-radar summer sabbatical these last few months, quietly slipping into our home-haven with this brood to squeeze out every fleeting second of a season that I know is sure to fly by in a blink. All...
I’ve had a fire in my belly for two weeks now. But I’ve been sitting on my words. Because, to be honest, I’m pretty battle-weary. My three-year-old and I battled a couple of nights ago – a war of will and lay-down-and-sleep at 1:30 in the morning – and I feel the aftermath in every...
Josh was 45 hours away from a 3-1/2 day business trip halfway across the country when I went in for my 39-week appointment to check on baby girl’s status. It turned out that my belly was measuring the same as (if not slightly smaller than) the previous week’s, and they sent me in for a...
A funny thing happened on New Year’s Eve. I’m usually not one to be given over to jealousy as I do the social media scroll. But the flood of “look at what God has done with my business in the last ten years” posts started to get to me. Hard and fast. In that sucker-punch...
We’re four days into Advent already and, incidentally, I’m in my fourth year of re-reading the dug-out treasures of that Luke 1 starting point that eventually became 25 Days of Advent: A Daily Re-Telling of the Greatest Story of all time. This morning, I crept downstairs while it was still dark, the lingering snow from...
