Thursday, July 2, 2015


A woman of true beauty is a woman who in the depths of her soul is at rest.  She exudes a sense of calm, and invites those around her to rest as well.  She speaks comfort, she offers others the grace to be and the room to become.  In her presence, we can release the tension and pressure that so often grip our hearts.  Her spacious beautiful soul invites other to come, to be, to taste see that the Lord is good.  A woman who makes herself vulnerable and available for intimacy invites others to do the same.  In her presence, you can breathe again, you are free to be you.  She unveils her beauty and invites you to life.  ~Staci Eldredge

Wednesday, July 1, 2015


You mamas who feel like everyone is doing it better, has it all together, maybe even all figured out. It's not at all true. Motherhood isn't about being perfect, but rather it is a journey of learning, becoming and perfecting. And while we are in the living and often overwhelming process of raising children, God is in the ever grace-giving process of raising parents.

Saturday, June 27, 2015


“Careful what you wish for,” they say. The same can be said for prayer – careful what you pray for.

I regularly pray that God use me as His vessel. His representative. That when people see me, they see Him.

And what I’ve learned is that He doesn’t want me to impress others with a flawless life. He doesn’t want me to portray a polished lifestyle, a perfect family, or always being ‘put-together.’ Instead, He has me regularly expose my hidden imperfections. To allow others to do the same. And in that has been an ocean of grace.

Why, you might ask? Because God says we’re enough. Just as we are.

“For when I am weak, then I am strong." 2 Corinthians 12:10 (NIV)

Wednesday, June 24, 2015


Tuesday, June 23, 2015


Thumbing through phone pics I've taken the past week, I stopped on this one and stared a while. How can this be? How can he be gearing up for his driving permit?! He was just born, for crying out loud! I cannot handle how he looks. There's this tiny, psychotic part of my brain that's saying first: driving, second: graduating, third: marrying. It's so jarring. This handsome grownup-ness is undeniable, and his face resembles a man face more and more every year. We're reaching the end years of childhood. (This is a horrible realization to have when PMSing.)
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