“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,...
"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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
Startled, I woke from a nightmare. Sweat pouring off my skin, I take a deep breath. Instead of drowning, I am lying safe in bed. Thankfully, I have never experienced the reality of that nightmare. However, I do know what it’s like to feel like I...
“They don’t belong here,” I thought to myself as I grabbed my broom and stormed towards my back door in frustration. Bees and wasps swarmed my hummingbird feeder and, in the process, scared off the hummingbirds. It was not a wasp feeder. It was meant to...