the /grace/ between
The grace poured out between.
On Keeping Them Safe
(Trigger warning: Brief mention of suicide and self harm.) When I turned forty, I thought I said goodbye to a decade of being tired. Chuckbob wasn’t even a thought. COVID was months away. // I remember when my Second Son was just weeks old, and I was a fresh mom...
Keep (Five Minute Friday)
(It's my Five Minute Friday on Wednesday, y'all). KEEP. It's just before midnight and Second Son has been squalling in his bed, inconsolable and ANGRY at being awake, punching me when I attempt to comfort him. I'm sprawled across my covers, tears pooling at the...
Fair Trade Friday: The Root Collective
Welcome to Fair Trade Fridays! In December, the J girl and I started volunteering with a local ministry, The Manna Cafe, that sets up traveling food trucks serving meals to the community. Between Husband's work schedule and the sheer impossibility of wrangling the...
An Introduction to Fair Trade Fridays
I’m so excited to introduce a new series here in my little corner! Welcome to what will become Fair Trade Fridays. I’ve been praying long and hard about how to use my online voice ... I’ve mentioned one way already, now here is another. (Stick with me, this is long...
Big News for the New Year
Happy New Year to you, my people. I am so thankful you choose to join me here in my cobwebby corner of the internet. I have big news for the new year .... My dear friend and blogger NJ at A Cookie Before Dinner used the hashtag #restandmerry for the holidays and it...
Merry Christmas. And Pictures.
I love Christmas. Sometimes I talk about Mary. Once, I talked about shepherds (one of my favorites). Two years ago, I told you about Second Son. Last year, I talked about how Christmas was hard. The kids watched a lot of television. I mentioned Jesus a few times...
Reintegration: Where I tell you about oceans.
(If you are new here, my husband is a medevac pilot who just returned home from a 9 month deployment to Afghanistan.) He's home now, and we are lying in the dark under the covers, me with my hand on his arm because we must be touching. And he's right next to me,...
Preemptive Love Coalition Part Two: Where I Tell You My Heart’s Cry.
For part one of this story, CLICK HERE. (Portions of this are republished from a piece I wrote in 2012 before the presidential election. Two years removed, my emotions are unchanged.) My great-great-great grandfather was a Confederate soldier in the Civil War....
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...