Food for Thought

Here, we step back and reflect the big pictures and purposes of life to explore the meaningful. There’s lots of mess and challenge, but beautiful things can come out of it. Search with us.

  This is for anyone looking for a loving relationship, or know someone who is. I made a mistake in my dating years that I wish I had stopped making way sooner. I spent over a decade fumbling my way through first date after first date, and 2-month relationship after 2-month relationship. I made my share of mistakes, breaking hearts or getting heartbroken. Finding love is no walk in the park, pun intended. But if you're still reading to this point... you get that. There...

We're pregnant! 17 weeks to be exact. We're thrilled! And nervous. And thankful. And exhausted! They say first trimester can be tough... With our first, I was tired, but didn't experience the spectrum of symptoms that can plague the first trimester. Thankfully! But the last few months of this year were some of the toughest. Although I'm thankful I wasn't throwing up, queazy waves would hit. It was a struggle just to hold my head up off the table almost every day. I wanted to go to bed...

When are you having a baby? When is the next one coming along? This question has me fired up these days. Because this question causes too much pain for too many people I love and care about. And I get asked this ALL the time. By well-meaning, curious people that I genuinely like. It's often just "casual conversation." But you need to know - this topic is NOT casual conversation. In one question, you are asking a woman about: Her relationship with...

Six Tools

Ever felt like you've just got WAY too much going on? Like you just need to get away and hide? Like the house of cards you've built in your busy-ness is about to collapse? And you just can't handle it? I have. And it's no joke. One time, I was in a particularly difficult season of life. The pace was high, and I was on the edge. I was in a meeting - a normal mundane meeting - and for no reason at all, I almost burst into tears. Stress had escaped the carefully crafted bounds...

Today I turn 31. 31 used to seem old to me. But today, in many ways, I just feel like a better version of my younger self. And in the same breath, I feel like a completely different person. Sort of like the saying "it feels like yesterday" and "it feels like a lifetime ago" applies to the same memory. Anyways, here I am at 31. Maybe that's young to you, or maybe that's old. ;) But birthdays always make me reflect. I don't know...

Pain and suffering are my biggest bones to pick with God. It's Saturday morning. I stood at my stove this morning staring at the fresh pancake batter I just poured into the skillet. It was sizzling... and my toddler was tugging at my pajama pants wanting to know what was going on up there. What was going on were tears. Tears for families I didn't know and people I'll never meet. Justin had just shared the story of a family bracing through hurricane Irma when the doors...

Not into ethical shopping? I'm calling your bluff. Last year I posted a relaxed, smiling picture of myself in a long-sleeved red tee in front of a calm lake on vacation. Within a couple hours it had over 100 likes. My next post was a woman surrounded by heaps of fabric who looked tired and option-less, linking to an article on knowing how to start shopping ethically and end forced labour. It got like... 9 likes. Total. I couldn't help but notice the huge...

I'm doing my best. I'm trying to care for my child the best I know how. Aren't we all? I'm trying to raise him well, make informed decisions, love him to the very ends of my human limits. And somehow it's not enough. And too much. All at once. The comments started the day he came home from the hospital. Or, more truthfully, the day I found out I was pregnant. At first, I appreciated different perspectives and anything off-colour just rolled off my back....

RThe Hidden Fear Of Going Home

Dads, let's be honest - have you ever faced a secret, shameful fear of going home at the end of the day? A quiet, back of your mind resistance to the drive home from the office? I've been there, and sometimes I'm still there. But it never used to be that way. I used to love the drive home. I'd put in a long, focused day at work. Often I'd be a little bagged. I'd have about 20 peaceful minutes before arriving at a quiet house. Sarah and...

We all have good days and bad days. Happy days and sad days. Some really sad days. Some really bad days. But there are small, incremental ways to make any day a little better, a little brighter. They're also the small, hidden things that are almost always included in every good day. Here's what I've noticed... When I'm having a bad day – these are the ways I make it better. When I'm having a good day – these are the things...