Drinking all the cups of coffee. Sharing all the drops of bliss. Creator of a cozy home & mama village.
It's Mental Health Awareness month. And I wish I could sing over so many of my fellow #mentalhealth sufferers the song of Keala Settle "This is Me" with the same bold bravery: When the sharpest words wanna cut me down I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out I am brave, I am bruised... Continue Reading →
I've had the best intentions to keep a "Friday Favorites" blog trend going, but alas... By Friday afternoon the week has usually won and my creativity is at an all-time weekly low. And while Mondays are there own kind of crazy, I stand a better chance this morning of writing than later this week when... Continue Reading →
A walk around neighborhood gravel paths. A set of simple questions. And I am undone. Depressed by my lack of answers. Discouraged by my lack of hope. The inflection in David's voice is nothing but loving as he asks me, "How are you doing? What is God teaching you right now?" Praise God for a... Continue Reading →
Many of you know my story. Know it is not over. Know that there are things in the past that, though I am not proud of them, have shaped me and driven me to my knees, changed me and pushed me into the waiting arms of my Savior. This battle with infertility and depression over... Continue Reading →
After filling several pages of my prayer journal this morning, I decided to go back and peruse my Facebook account from several years ago during a time of family tragedy, seeking a glimpse of the pain of then and the progress of now. In all honesty, I was amazed by the facade I so perfectly portrayed. As... Continue Reading →
"'Do not fear, for you will not be ashamed . . . For your Maker is your husband, the LORD of hosts is His name . . . For the LORD has called you like a woman forsaken and grieved in spirit . . . For a mere moment I have forsaken you, But with... Continue Reading →
I just woke up from a Sunday afternoon nap. I NEVER take naps. There's always too much to do, too many productive things to accomplish, too few waking moments to begin with. Today, however, my body took control and drifted off into exhausted slumber. It's been an incredible weekend spent forgetting my responsibilities and reveling... Continue Reading →
One of the wisest pieces of advice I have received came from my Daddy sometime during my overly sensitive, awkward teen years . . . "Lauren, you can't take yourself so seriously. Learn to laugh at yourself." Well, I took that advice to heart. Did you see the girl laughing and dancing in circles near... Continue Reading →
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