Do you ever get to the end of the day, exhausted and yet feeling like you have no real sense of what you accomplished? Knowing that you took care of the necessities, or at least tried to, and yet something about your day holds no weight? No fulfillment. Maybe those days have multiplied into weeks…months…dare … More 5 Ways to Care for A Weary Soul
I don’t know about you, but many times I roll out of bed in the morning, and I don’t feel like a new creation, but an old one. … More I AM RENEWED
I almost titled this post “The Tail of A Trashcan Salamander.” See what silly punniness I (almost) stopped myself from indulging in ;). One unusually quiet fall morning, I sipped my coffee, cherishing the few minutes of quiet between my husband leaving for work and my hungry-bird kiddos waking to demand to be fed the … More The Tale of A Trashcan Salamander: Don’t Let Your Circumstances Define You
So I did something scary today. I went on Facebook Live… That woke up my fear of public speaking in a big way :/. Yikes that was stress-inducing… Anyways……. I don’t know about the rest of you, but I am a goal driven creature. I have this way of turning even the most relaxing activities … More Setting Grace Goals: I Can’t Out-“do” Grace
I woke up the other morning with an odd thought buzzing in my mind. Thank God for the no’s and not yets. What?? It wasn’t as though I had just come through to the other side and gotten a glorious yes on my writing journey and was reflecting the beautiful tapestry created along the way. … More Thankful for No’s and Not Yets
When I look at this photograph my grandmother took, I can’t help but wonder at it. The graceful petunia, often seen spilling out of containers boxes and hanging planters, growing in such an unexpected place. And it’s not simply that some wayward seed landed in this crack and sprouted. It’s the way this plant has … More What Does it Really Mean to Thrive?
When you were four years old, playing on the beach, you ran to me. “Mommy! I found some shells!” I hurried over and looked, expecting to see a few common cockle shells in your hand. I couldn’t believe it. In the flat of your palm was a sand dollar. A tiny thing no bigger than … More Dear Daughter, I’m Sorry for the Broken Pieces
Alanah, a Canaanite, is no stranger to fighting and survival. When her family is killed in battle with the Hebrews, she disguises herself and sneaks onto the battlefield to avenge her family. The one thing she never counted on was surviving. Tobiah, a Hebrew warrior, is shocked to find an unconscious, wounded woman among the … More Book Review: Wings of the Wind
Levi, my two-year-old, crawled up beside me while I was writing in my journal a few days ago. He points to the place I’m writing. “Yours?” “You book?” I nod. He scoots closer and watches as I write in my leather bound journal that I bought on a trip to Italy several years ago. I’m … More Scribbling in God’s Book of Life
It’s officially here! My new free devotional study, When The Heavens Are Silent, is now available for download. When you signs up to the receive the devotional study, you will also receive an invite from me to participate in my 8 week Bible study group running from May 3rd to June 21st. I can’t wait … More Free Devotional and Online Bible Study Group
*Drum Roll….* A new free resource is coming to Hope Perch, releasing May 1st. When The Heavens Are Silent is a scripture based study for gaining a better understanding of why we experience seasons where God feels distant. It includes seven ways to not only survive, but to also thrive in the “dry” seasons. Everyone … More When The Heavens Are Silent: My Experience
When my husband was a child, whenever he saw sunlight beam through a break in the clouds, he believed that it meant a miracle had occurred in that place. It turns out he was right. … More Live In The Light: Crepuscular Rays and Miracle Sightings
I’ve always had a bit of an obsession with untangling jewelry. And today I couldn’t help but see myself in the midst of the knot. … More UnDone
My two-year-old has a radar for the sound of the dishwasher opening. His running feet slap on the hardwood, and I try not to cringe. Because let’s face it, some jobs…most jobs are easier without little helpers who put the bowls in wrong-side-down and in the wrong spaces. But, here he comes. “I hep you! … More Little Hands, Mighty Helpers: Why Kids Need Chores
A little father-son advice on the finer points of slaying giants…. … More Slaying the Giant
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