Let your soul sway and lurch with the storm, keeping one eye on the One who can still it with a word, even as you cry out to him to save you.
I cringed as I tried to explain why my discipline was somehow connected to their relationship with God. I knew they needed it, but never really understood why outside of my own selfish needs or social constructs.
Authority and submission are not a system of organizing worth . . .
I have come to realize that my undone-ness is solely based on the glory of the people around me…
I want to love them in full circles. To fill their buckets with drops that make ripples, not arrows that hit only their mark.
Grit is developed over time. The long-suffering of life-long barrenness had produced in Elizabeth a holiness (Luke 1:6, ESV).
I watched you face your fear, watched you conquer it, watched you turn to Jesus when your sweet tiny world got rocked…
My mind is weighty with new old truth. Does the gospel ever just hit you fresh and fiery like the first time again? It’s like digging a well you’ve dug for years when suddenly, fresh, cool water streams in, turning dry cracked earth back into fertile life-bearing soil. Incarnation: a word that typically brings toContinue reading “The Power of Flesh”
I tuck into “child’s pose” because I am a child. I need His arms to wrap around me.
I have now conquered 2.5 weeks of being a mom of THREE GIRLS>>>> I would say there are few words to express the joy and exhaustion that blend themselves into my reality, but there are plenty of words… I am just too tired to remember them. These days are both quiet and soak-worthy while somehowContinue reading “A Newborn Mom’s Guide to Getting Ready”