Are you wondering if God has forgotten about you? He hasn't. Not ever.
If God were to send you a message, I think He’d write something like the words in this note.
Well, I Didn’t Write That Part
I love to read. And memoirs are at the top of my list. My favorites are typically written by a not-so-young woman whose story reads something like this… Her life was filled with hope-filled dreams. Exciting expectations. Blue skies and sun-filled days. She had energy that made skipping in her summer slip-ons easy-peasy. Then life happened. Her skies got cloudy. Disappointment replaced those dreams. Skipping was totally out of the question. Frankly, some days putting on the slip-ons felt like enough. The next section of her memoir
Notes From My Emergency Board Meeting
So, I had a little meeting with myself this afternoon. Kind of like an emergency board meeting when something is bubbling up that needs to be addressed right away by those responsible for overseeing all things, before the situation gets out of control and does more damage. Since I’m CEO and chief overseer of my life, I scheduled the meeting, put myself on the agenda, prepared a snack (chips and salsa), and called the meeting to order. The agenda item? Moving out of the swirl and finding
When Life Hands You Lutefisk
My sisters and I were walking the beach, lathering up with sunscreen like it was our part-time job, and letting the rhythm of the waves do their slow-down, soul-soothing work. One afternoon, while we were sunk low in our little beach chairs, feet buried in warm sand, sun visors tilted at just the right angle, Julie turned to me and said, “Wouldn’t a bologna sandwich taste good right now?” I hadn’t thought about bologna sandwiches in years. But just like that, I was transported back to sitting
☀️ Saving My Summer
“The summer is almost over!” (Exclaimed with a bit of tension and surprise.) Have you been hearing that lately? Me too. And every time I hear it, a tiny panic button goes off in my heart. Wait. Did I miss it? Am I behind on summer? Which is a ridiculous sentence, really. But it can still feel true, right? Because suddenly there’s this pressure to fill every waking moment with something summery. Get to the lake. Have the picnic. Float down the river. Attend the outdoor concert.
God Meets Us at The List
“Domestic Goddess” will never be my title. Becoming Suzy Homemaker is a dream. (More often, my experience is a nightmare.) Every time I cook, I pray that nobody dies from the food I’ve just prepared. So a list of to-do’s (The List) that involves cleaning, shopping, and cooking snatches me away from my happy place. It’s a list of things I don’t consider fun. Sometimes, I put pretty blue bullets next to each group of words on The List to make it a bit more energizing. (Yeah,
A New Place to Meet Me
I’ve been praying about another way to tuck a little encouragement into your day. Another place where we could meet up for a few minutes and remember that God is still at work in our real, everyday lives. Well…I finally pushed past my comfort zone and did it. I’ve started a YouTube channel. (Cue the confetti and a picture of my very nervous face!) When I sit down to record these videos, I picture you. The woman who’s hanging in there through a hard season. The woman
Age Doesn’t Disqualify Us
A grocery store helper called me a “little old lady.” I’m sorry… WHAT? 😄 The young guy helping me with my groceries was feeling a bit chatty as we walked towards my car parked beside one of those trucks that could probably pull my entire neighborhood behind it. I opened the trunk of my car and he exclaimed with quite surprise, “Oh, I thought we were going to that truck. But then I thought, “I can’t imagine this little old lady driving a big truck like that.”
She Packed the Lunch
She just packed the lunch. If we’ve been friends here for a while, you may have picked up on this fact: I do not like to cook. Cooking is a stressor that causes my neck to blotch, my face to turn crimson, and the tears to fall. (Actually, they gush.) So. Every single time I read the story of Jesus feeding 5,000+ people, I am stunned. I mean, really. Stunned. Cooking for one sends me into overwhelm. Here’s a recap (Matthew 14:13-21): Jesus had spent the day
Your Paper. Your Colors.
There’s something about sitting on a balcony watching ocean waves that invites you to contemplate life. Do you know what I mean? Something about the rhythm of the water makes you think about choices and dreams and next steps… while also wondering if the young girl on the beach realizes she desperately needs more material in that swimsuit. My sisters and I are on our annual beach trip, celebrating Mom’s birthday and remembering her life while we’re here. And today, while staring at the waves and thinking
Time For a Zip Code Change?
Well, hi there! I’ve got an idea for you, so … Slip off those slippers and slide into something a little more fun. (And no, removing your slippers is not required. But stay with me here.) YOU have this one big, beautiful life. It’s filled with habits and moments and celebrations… and a whole lot of same-old. We like comfortable. We live in comfortable. (If comfortable had a zip code, we’d all have mail there.) But… What if this spring, we switched things up a bit? What
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