Drinking all the cups of coffee. Sharing all the drops of bliss. Creator of a cozy home & mama village.
This morning was a battle of the wills. Abby's versus my own. And, she doesn't just resemble me in feature. Apparently, she also inherited my "determination," shall we say, to interject one's own opinions and preferences into situations. This morning, the fight revolved around breastfeeding...or the lack thereof. You see, I'm ready to begin weaning... Continue Reading →
This whirlwind of a summer took off with a week-long visit from a dear friend, a week-long visit to see Houston family, a week of family festivities back in Colorado leading up to a cousin's wedding, and then now... All I have on my agenda today is babysitting and exercise. I must figure out what... Continue Reading →
Heavenly Father, You who crafted the delicate flower bud and spun the carpets of the skies. You who laid out the minutes of our days and planned the purposes of our hearts. We thank you. For the beauty. For the disorder. For the pain that draws us closer to you. For the sorrow that calls... Continue Reading →
One doesn't light a sacrificial fire without a sacrifice at hand and ready. One doesn't lift hands in surrender without something pressing to yield. As Bill Johnson writes in A Life of Miracles, "He'll [Christ] give us His baptism of fire if we'll give Him something worth burning." And we so recklessly pray to... Continue Reading →
Father God, When a woman gets pregnant, she begins to prepare for many things. She prepares to nurse a crying infant. She prepares to rock a tiny form in her sleepy arms. She prepares to dress, clean, nurture, spank, watch, wait for, and love a new life. She also prepares to lose her former image... Continue Reading →
Sharp cramps nearly halted me in my tracks yesterday while out on a lovely jog. Even now, as I sit on a kitchen bar stool enjoying the wafting fragrance of the Maple Pancakes candle nearby, a dull ache reminds me that all is not as it should be, not as God originally created. Fears want... Continue Reading →
A friend recently updated her Facebook status to read: "God is blessing our faces off." While that shouldn't be taken literally, I understand and corroborate the motivation that inspires such a status. God is blessing us . . . Taste the words. Let their flavors mingle in your mouth and delight your tongue. Swallow. Let... Continue Reading →
"If you are not living on the edge, then you are taking up too much space. ~Ugandan saying Once again, I found myself reading through an old prayer journal this morning and found this quote. I believe it's been a while since I've seen the "edge," but that doesn't mean that I am not going... Continue Reading →
I'm brushing my teeth and stewing in discontent and frustration. Blemishes from too much chocolate and too much stress pockmark my reflection. Harsher blemishes from sarcasm and the three-ring circus we call "middle school" pockmark my soul. In the midst of my grumbling scrubbing, a still, small whisper breaks through my revere. "What about giving thanks? What... Continue Reading →
Father God, In You, we are all complete and find our victory, hope, and salvation in Your Love (Colossians 2). As a daughter of the King, I am not lacking in anything. Oh, may I abide in that rest and peace today! Last night, I finally broke down, realizing that I can't carry my burden... Continue Reading →
