What to do with all the feelings

Heart racing, I quickly closed the door to my dorm room. I could feel my chest tighten, the air constricting in my lungs. Not again, Lord, please.  I picked up the phone to call my boyfriend. No answer. Then my pastor, but the phone only rang and...

What’s on your mind right now?

Driving through North Carolina, the simple words on the billboard brought my racing mind to a halt. Now, twenty-four hours home, I can’t seem to shake them. “Hope is a practice that saves my life every day.” I don’t know what business or organization the billboard promoted, but...

What kind of waters are you navigating?

The water was uncharacteristically calm, glistening under the noonday sun. The sunfish sailboat my boyfriend and now husband, Rob, paddled out into the middle of the lake sat stagnant. He had hoped to impress me with his sailing skills, but instead he cleated the sail and climbed...

Snails and Easter

"It must be snail season," I thought as I almost stepped on my third snail this week. While I don't think we have a snail season in Virginia, I do notice more snails on my walks in March and April. With the warmer temperatures and rainy...

What’s Beneath the Surface?

“Dig a little deeper. You’re almost there.” My oldest son encouraged his younger brother. The boys sat across from each other on the bank of the river. Each brother had his arm elbow-deep in the sand. “We did it!” shouted my youngest son as he grabbed his brother’s...

A Simple Chair

To a guest in our home, it is simply a plain gray chair in the corner. A chair situated by the window with an old, faded 'Home Sweet Home' pillow. Uninviting and unimpressive. To me, the chair is where I meet Jesus before the sun rises each...

How do you define the relationship?

“I don’t not like him,” my husband said. This double negative is my husband’s new favorite way to say that he's unsure whether he likes someone. According to my husband, this category is reserved for someone who he has no reason to dislike, but he's not willing to admit...

When you have a choice…

My eyelids, like a weighted blanket, press down across my eyes. It is 3 p.m., and every part of my body screams, “I need a nap!” Shuffling to the kitchen, I make a second cup of coffee. Surely, this convenient adenosine blocker will trick my...