Tag: faith

I'm not really a worrier. I've never really been one. My mother used to joke that I never worried enough... she probably still would. I used to pride myself on a carefree, chase-the-wind and embrace-life spirit. Skydiving, bungee jumping and white water rafting were my idea of recreation and adventure. And then I became a mom. And this unspoken shift happened. A shift I never expected. The worry. The fear. They can be something fierce. Sometimes...

  There is this version of wife and mother and friend and young professional that I wish I was. And then there is this version that I am. How about you? Sometimes the woman I wish I was stares through the mirror at the woman I am. She doesn't scorn me, and I don't resent her. We make eye contact across strange planes of existence, but we never really meet. We're not in opposition to one other, we're not enemies or competitors... we're not...

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...

Good Friday was about death. And we all face it. But today isn't. (If you missed Friday's post, start here. It's important.) Because today... today is Easter Sunday! There are people all around the world that believe on this day, Easter Sunday, the world changed. They believe that death was defeated. They believe that Jesus rose from the dead with our freedom from death in hand. I'm one of those people. You might not be....