Old egg cartons, an empty box, and a teal trash can clutter the floor of my kitchen. My son sits in the midst of the pile of trash imagining the transformation possibilities. In less than an hour, he converts the pile of waste into a...
“Sweetheart, I need you to talk to me.” My husband requests as he stares out the window at the dark road before him. Out of words and ready to rest, I reply, “What do you want me to say?” “Anything! I need you to keep me awake,”...
"Lord, give us clarity and direction for the next step. We want more of you and less of us." Sitting silently around the kitchen table, Cari and I wait for an answer. This prayer is uttered from our mouths regularly, as our hearts yearn to only go...
"The Lord is my Shepherd, I lack nothing," my husband quoted Psalm 23 as he dragged his tired body off the mattress. Up in the middle of the night for the third time to care for our sick son, he whispered as he trudged across the...
"I know you're juggling a lot, but Rosemary, it's okay to let some of the balls drop." My hands trembled and my eyes began to water as my friend of twenty-plus years continued. "Take care of the glass balls, like your kids, spouse, and work, but let...
Tears streamed down my cheeks as I quickly turned from the teenagers at the table and shuffled to my room. No one was to blame, but me. Shutting the door behind me, I fell onto the bed and let the tears fall. A harmless, off-handed remark released the...
Over the last few months, we've been sharing tips for how to navigate seasons of challenge by living intentionally and focusing eternally. So far, we've shared the following. If you missed one, click the links to read more. Tip#1 - Say the Struggle Tip #2 - Take Your...
I need a breather. Today is the last day of June, and the summer is flying by too fast. Just this past weekend… Two children and I came home from a four-day camp. My daughter’s friends visited for a two-day sleepover. We had Sunday morning responsibilities, a...
The floors were covered with footprints, and the countertops littered with empty glasses and bowls. I woke to the memory of laughter and love shared among friends. Not the kind of friends you put on a show for, but the kind that fill the house as...