
You don’t know how bad I have it. No one understands the obstacles in my way. If only everyone knew how unfair it was. I deserve it, I’m so much better than the others. All of us think some variation … Continue reading
You don’t know how bad I have it. No one understands the obstacles in my way. If only everyone knew how unfair it was. I deserve it, I’m so much better than the others. All of us think some variation … Continue reading
It’s been a hell of a week and I will get back on (blog) track and the simplicity series next week. Tonight I want to share a quick story. My son Wade has a growing vocabulary and like most parents … Continue reading
My husband accepted his place in the cycle of life before I did. Prior to Wade I was never interested in children, and lacked respect for them as a people group (as funny as it sounds). I did not have … Continue reading
As I stood over Wade’s crib to say goodbye, I tried to not sob. I did not want to be that mom – the one who shares her tears of guilt with her child. (Those are not for a child … Continue reading
God is good. All the time. If you’re a Christian, especially an evangelical, you’ve likely heard this saying many times. God is good, but every day this truth is hard pressed against the bitter realities of life. Only in a … Continue reading
We all know (I hope) that life is not about what we accomplish. But the fact is, sometimes you just have to get things done. The trash must be emptied, the job must be worked, the meals must be prepared, … Continue reading
I talked to a friend on my way into work this morning. We shared our frustration for how quickly evenings pass, especially with young children. Even the basic tasks seem to take so much time – work, dinner, clean-up, play … Continue reading
As I race out of work to pick up Wade, thinking of dinner and my evening to do list, I wish it was easier. I have taken steps to simplify and stretch my evenings but I always long for more. … Continue reading
Toys make me break into a sweat. One turns to 2, turns to 20, turns to an entire floor lined with talking, primary-colored gadgets. It’s no secret I try to limit Wade’s toys and usually choose ones that are open-ended. … Continue reading