If you're new here, you may want to subscribe via email here or via my RSS feed. Thanks for visiting!I was kept awake last night from the pain that radiates in my bones. I have the proper pills to help me in my pain, but I simply tire of them. I woke this morning tired and grouchy. I have not left my bed. My oldest has entered the bed beside me, my guy is doing work in the chair next to the bed, and I have been slowly reading through Galatians this morning. It has done my heart...

Last night I had the honor of being recognized at the Bishop’s Respect Life Dinner. My dear friend Caia Hoskins has been my champion in life, in my writing, in my sharing of the story that suffering is not a mistake. She loves the unborn babies in our community and is a passionate advocate for life. I have the great privilege of doing life with this passionate woman.  Her beautiful daughters provided a wonderful start to the evening with their gift of music. Bishop Michael...

Recently my friend and editor of The Hardest Peace wrote an article about our friendship. I didn’t want to post a link to it because I thought it would feel like I was tooting my horn. Then last night I texted with my dear Blythe, and she told me we need to celebrate friendship. I’m so thankful for hers. I need to be reminded. It was a great day the paths of my family crossed with my friend John. He has been very good to carefully and thoughtfully care for my guy and...

I thought it had been an easy thing to be a Christian, and that to seek God had been at the next door, but oh, the windings, the turnings, the ups and the downs that he hath led me through! and I see yet much way to the ford. ~Samuel Rutherford Waiting- waiting, I have been waiting to feel better. I keep looking around the corner of this disease to find the sunrise of normal to rise. Yesterday, I turned to my love and asked him what it felt like to feel normal. I asked him...

Since the birth of my first daughter, I have written my journals in light of them one day being read. They are simply a family history. The small, silly moments captured, the hard journey in life we have traveled. The honest assessment of each day. So I have journal after journal capturing the essence of our life. One day soon I will reread them to remember those exhausted, amazing, days of life with my littles. It was important writing, because in the midst of sleep deprivation,...

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