If only we could see ourselves the way others see us. Somehow my hubby has this uncanny ability to breeze over my cellulite, spider veins, stretch marks, and leftover pregnancy dough, and see an exquisite creation he still lovingly calls his bride. Whereas when I look in the mirror, all I see is everything that’sRead more
I sat contentedly, tucked back into the restaurant booth—the perfect spot for a romantic date with my husband with just enough visibility to people watch (one of my favorite pastimes). Whereas the words between us seem to bounce back-and-forth like a Ping-Pong game, the table across from us was rather quiet. 10 people sat withinRead more
I had no idea until we went on vacation this last week how badly my soul needed a break. A breather from the barrage of work tasks and emails, ministry to-dos, and book launch craziness. To put the schedule on pause—the appointments, the concerts, the constant taxiing of children all over creation. All those thingsRead more
I put my head in my hands, facing the obvious reality of the morning: I’d done it again. I had sent my children off to school, to the big unknown, without words of encouragement or even one tiny utterance of blessing. I’d been critical and harsh. Unmerciful. Instead of building them up like a goodRead more