There’s no denying that I love autumn. Snuggly sweaters, cool temperatures, wood fires burning, and crisp leaves make my heart happy. Peak foliage season has arrived here in Virginia, and driving along country roads has been breathtaking. On recent walks through my neighborhood, I’ve been noticing...
The leaves are changing, and the days are cooler here in Virginia. As I pause to breathe and reflect on the last few weeks, I am so very grateful for all God's goodness, and equally exhausted because the days have been filled with busyness and unexpected challenges. I'm...
Driving through my neighborhood, I’m always a little surprised at how early the fascination with the creepy and macabre begins. Reapers, witches, graveyards, and ten-foot skeletons pop up in yards long before the leaves even start to change. I understand that many people enjoy decorating for...
My friend's face conveyed shock and hurt. The careless, harsh comment I tossed her direction landed like a grenade in the middle of our friendly lunch. Justification was futile. The damage was already done. The shrapnel from my words cut right through to my friend's heart. ~~~ I threw open...
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...
Today we wanted to take a minute and tell you why we share stories. Life is a collection of stories. The ones we live. The ones we wish were ours. The ones we escape into for entertainment. The ones that others tell us we should embrace. The ones we tell...
"Where could it be?" I said as I frantically searched through the house. We were running late, and I needed to find my phone before we could depart. "Mom, try using your 'find your phone' button on your watch," my son suggested, assuming I had forgotten...
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...
"Will you snuggle with me?" my eight-year-old said, as he descended the stairs. Still enjoying my coffee and morning Bible study, I invited him to join me in my corner chair. I wrapped my arms around him and gently kissed his forehead. My baby was starting...