I woke up this morning with a desire to write. I haven’t even gotten out of bed yet. Most of the time I don’t feel like writing a blog post because I get intimated by the editing process, adding pictures, making it fancy, etc. How about I just write? It’s Friday, March 20, 2020. Two months in to the year 2020, and we’re already making history. Near the end of 2019, God gave me the Word, “Seen” for the new…
How about I share some nitty gritty? I’m feeling vulnerable so today that means keeping it really real about something that weighs on me (pun not intended), but I rarely speak about. Over the last several months, I have noticed myself gaining weight. Although I have cared, I haven’t cared enough to do something about it. I’ve done SO MANY diets over the years. I know, I know, in this day and age we don’t have “diets”. We have trendy…
To Our Dearest Friends and Family, Merry Christmas you guys, it’s a season for miracles! For us, the main thing we’ve been asking God for is actually becoming a reality. We are finally free to share something we’ve been holding onto for several weeks. Starting January 1, Chuck will officially be working at our church FULL TIME. *Cue fireworks, dancing, and all manner of praise to God!* Chuck began as the middle and high school youth director part-time this past August….
The other night, Chuck’s older brother came for dinner. He recently retired from the military, and we hadn’t seen him in almost a year. We had just sat down to eat when I looked to the side and noticed my son bending over the kitchen trash can. It took me a couple seconds to realize he was getting sick. I quickly jumped up after my brain kicked into gear, and ran to him. While glancing into the living room where…
At the end of August life felt a little bleak. We were thrilled with Chuck’s new Youth Director position at our church, but bills can’t be paid with one Part-Time job. There was always this tension of excitement for how God had opened such a massive door of opportunity for us, but also feelings of disappointment and discouragement. We kept wondering why He had only provided a part-time situation. One Sunday I was chatting with a friend and she asked…
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Five years old is a pretty big milestone. We’ve made it through the newborn, infancy, toddler, and pretty much the preschool phase. It makes me so happy to see what a thoughtful, encouraging, generous, kind, passionate, sweet, strong, and courageous boy you are. God has blessed you with the gifts of thoughtfulness, creativity, problem-solving, bravery, and loyalty. Your heart has a joy from the Lord- you giggle all the time and it feels like magic in my heart, every time…
Last summer at this time, we were living in PA. We were deeply wounded, our hearts severed, and the pain we carried so raw it felt like a tangible illness. There were days where a darkness would engulf me, and my body felt physically ill. Going to common landmarks in PA like the Rutters gas station store or the local Walmart hurt like crazy. It was torture to be living there. There were nights I would wake up completely soaked…
When my son was a baby, we went through quite a roller coaster with his health. For weeks, he had back-to-back fevers, with no other symptoms. Even though our doctors meant well, they scared the life out of me running tests on him, drawing blood, doing a catheter to get a urine sample- all things that gutted me as a mother. It was complete torture to watch him go through those miserable, painful tests. His results were usually “suspicious”, and…
Last week I was rushing out the door with the kids. My 4-year-old son, in a concerned tone said, “Mama! You forgot your phone!” Quickly I replied, “Honey, Mama doesn’t have to have her phone at all times” (knowing it was securely in my pocket). My heart sank. I got that same thought in my head I often get, “I hate phones!” I wanted so badly for my son to believe my phone was not important to me, but he…
