Hope in the Hard
"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...
When the Fun-Meter is Empty
“I used to be fun." I remember saying this to a friend years ago. Caught in the everyday tasks of caring for young children, I felt bogged down by responsibility and incapable of having - or spreading - joy. Feeling like I was drowning in laundry,...
Do You Need Permission Today?
"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...
Do Something for YOU Today
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...
Who is Setting the Standard?
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...
Don’t Miss the Moment
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...
Remaining Anchored When Life Gets Hard
My whole body held the low hum of panic while my mind raced. Stomach in knots, I was running out of time. A difficult conversation was imminent, and I had no idea what to say or how it would go. Father, calm my heart. Only you...
Satisfy Your Craving for Connection
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...
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...