I was having a conversation today with someone and we were talking about volunteering of sorts and I almost lamented that I felt like I didn't do hardly anything anymore. We were talking about the things that I used to do. I used to help with things during the week at the church, like helping… Continue reading When a helper isn’t helping
Category: My Faith
It’s not about the past
Yesterday I was looking at the story of Rahab. It's found in Joshua 2. She protects the spies and in return she and her family are spared. It's a good Old Testament story. But here's the thing about Rahab. Almost every time she's mentioned in the Bible, Old or New Testament, she's called "Rahab, the… Continue reading It’s not about the past
Grace at the right time
It's funny. I've said a lot of times that my people found me at exactly the right time, when I needed them the most and when I couldn't say no. And in that God found me too, or rather I stopped treating Him as someone I occasionally run into and developed a real, deep relationship… Continue reading Grace at the right time
Hope in the broken parts
Well it's been a minute...or several weeks. To be honest, they've been trying weeks and existing was enough work. I got sick, had to take steroids (anxiety brain on steroids is bad), and then just had a very challenge week after that (as did everyone around me). But here I am today, not really sure… Continue reading Hope in the broken parts
Every year…
Sitting here in the cool, crisp morning air, I’m reminded of how seasons change. The last time I was here was a couple of weeks ago and it was warm, almost hot, before that it was stifling. But seasons change. The moments come and go and we continue on. But like all seasons, they are… Continue reading Every year…
Just love and be loved
If you follow me on social media you know, if not let me fill you in. I spent about 6 days substitute parenting. My friend, one of my people, is an amazing foster mom to a wild and crazy, loveable two year old. (Girl, bless!). When she went to her brother's wedding, I got the… Continue reading Just love and be loved
We don’t have to be ashamed
So I was thinking about shame. I know. I know. It's a weird topic to think about. But really this is how it started. I was thinking about why we don't talk about things that we struggle with. I mean really. If you break your arm, you have to talk about it because it poses… Continue reading We don’t have to be ashamed
