Saturated
I stayed up until 4am binge-watching Downton Abby. *Warning… this post contains Season Two spoilers* Jesse went fishing early this morning with some buddies. I was still awake, cuddled up on the couch… Continue reading
Category Archive: All for Jesus
A Painful Journey Back
The pain of grief is like labor pangs. You remember them, but you don’t FEEL their depth, their intensity, until the next contraction hits. Those precious few minutes between contractions give you time… Continue reading
Three Days In
Three days into a 10-day-minimum quarantine… and I’m already done. It just hit me this morning. Frustration and intolerance in the depth of my chest. My work log on info was wrong. My… Continue reading
Embracing the Chaos
This morning I prayed for God to help me embrace the chaos that’s swirling around me. I’m reading, Wash Your Face, by Rachel Hollis. I need to read this book every year. It… Continue reading
Future and Hope
Jeremiah 29:11 is a well-known verse: “For I know the thoughts I think towards you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope.”… Continue reading
Vulnerability
Yesterday was my first post in a while. It was about my transition from being Mom-to-Children to being Mom-to-Adults. It was a happy post, about me finding a new groove in this season… Continue reading
Sequestered with Teens; Day Eight
Today I woke up mad at Jesse, which makes sense since I went to bed mad at Jesse. I’m over it now. That’s usually how it happens. The morning was rough though. I… Continue reading
Wrestling with Big Questions
Even though I would love to be granted the wisdom to know why my dad died, I know I won’t be. At least not in this life. But there are other questions I… Continue reading
This Week’s Challenge
My coworker, Christina, and I have a lot of stress in our lives right now. Real stress. Real walls-collapsing-around-us-loss-of-control-emotional-rollercoaster kind of stress. And it is so easy to get into the habit of… Continue reading
A Message to the Moms and Wives Out There
I am convinced that the most unappreciated job is that of a Mother/Wife. Talking with friends, it seems like 99% of our dismay comes from the basis of not being appreciated. I have… Continue reading
