…purposeful details truly matter, and our friends felt enveloped by them. Walking in to a magical scene of warmth, lights and thoughtfulness on a chilly Pacific Northwest fall evening was the hug everyone deserved. Many of us have walked through some tumultuous times together over the last couple years, and being at a table together was special… (product links available)
Read MoreGod, May I Know that You Are Present
In the tossing and turning at night
In the taking of breath
In the preparing of meals
In the changing of diapers
In the exchanging of words
In the reconciling of anger
In the worrying of details
In the honing of an artistry…
Read MoreThe technician was silent. As was I. But the tears felt like bolts of lightening without being able to release the thunder. The problem was, I knew what I was supposed to see, and I wasn’t seeing it anywhere. Before I knew it, she was telling me about the process of miscarrying and how long I should expect it to take naturally. “This is very common,” she said, with the best of intentions…
Read MoreSo there I sat on Sunday, my mind racing through the patterns that had worn on my heart. I suddenly realized, yet again, how tight my soul was, and how much it needed to be loosened again, to breathe again, and even to celebrate again. It seems the work of a healthy soul is never finished…
Read MoreI spent a long time tight-fisted, avoiding eye contact with my dreams. I knew my creative, God-given gifts still wanted a place because they still ached in me. I knew bits and pieces of what I was capable of and I constantly felt them hovering like a tireless hummingbird, just waiting…
Read MoreA home is not just where you live. It’s where you celebrate and grieve. Where you find rest or restlessness. Where you learn all the hard lessons about forgiving and loving other flawed humans under the same roof. Where the angriest tears leak onto your pillow and the best—or scariest—news arrives on a pregnancy test. Where reminders of lost loved ones hang on the walls or in edge-rubbed journals. Where you either run toward or avoid…
Read MoreThere is a certain freedom that comes when we cover our thoughts in gratitude. The knots of discontentment unravel, the ache of disappointment is given perspective, and the long roads of waiting become sprinkled with reminders of what is already good…
Read MoreWhen you realize that your voice and your story have true power and meaning, the nagging voices of insecurity telling you who you should be in the world suddenly lose their power. Being truly yourself requires truly knowing yourself…
Read MoreI'll never know the answers to a lot of extremely difficult and confusing things in my earthly life. It's something that can be unsettling, even causing justifiable doubt or seasons of questioning. But what I can't deny is my story…
Read More
