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Standing In The Gap ~ My Allume, and the Preemptive Love Coalition

(Hospitality was the theme of the Allume conference I attended this weekend. I was refreshed in every way. Creatively, spiritually, relationally, and by more holy in my hotel rooms, but this, this story, this family, and this organization is my 2014 Allume.) I sat next to a homeless man in church on Sunday, after Allume. It took me some minutes of wondering to see it-they don’t always hold a sign, and it’s not something I would blurt out in conversation, even...

A little more of our Story …

I’ve been lurking around the edges of my life. Doing the bare minimum to get by … including my poor little blog. If you haven’t noticed, I do my best to meet you here at least once a week, but it has been a little while. I’ve been collecting thoughts, thinking of ways to tell you things and still keep my secrets. And they are all landing in the same place … and while I form my words and sketch...

Mighty

{Five Minute Friday flash mob, y’all: Mighty.} Someone today told me I was super mom. Ha. I don’t feel mighty, these days. Days of ER visits, and a sick babe, and a sick mama, and a three year old that bolts in parking lots and screams when he is mad. Days Weeks of crying for Dad, for dogs, for EVERYTHING. But I don’t need to be mighty, not when I’m awash in a sea of grace. And sure my life...

Psalm 27 {Guest Posting}

{In December, there was a Blackhawk crash in Afghanistan. Six soldiers were killed. Husband and his soldiers were all safe, it was not his unit that was involved. But moments like that, they send me running to the arms of the Lord, a stark reminder that we don’t always get the answers we want….} Word of a crash travels quickly in the aviation community. On this particular Tuesday, I was fortunate enough to hear the news from my husband, which...

Rest For Your Souls

Didja ever have those days? Those days – like today – where I end up on the wooden floor in my living room backed up against the wall, hypnotized by the dust motes floating lazily around pale, cold sunbeams. And the wall is necessary, bracing me, because I feel like crumbling. Crumbling because today was a day that I remembered – really remembered – that the Husband is at war. He does a dangerous job in a dangerous place and...

See

J Girl asked me to close the computer. She sees me. She sees me on here and she knows that I get more screen time than her and whether or not it’s fair, it’s not right. I have to fix this … and oh I’m thankful that she is still six and wants me to see her. So my sassy little six year old gives me the rules – No computer when she’s here – we can talk, or play...

A Sacrifice of Praise {Guest posting}

On a recent Sunday, between training a reluctant first grader to sit still in church and keeping the new babe quiet, I managed to hear our pastor preach on Romans 12:1. This is a miracle. I rarely hear more than brief phrases in the chaos of our Sundays. I heard these words: “I appeal to you therefore, brothers, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable to God, which is your spiritual...