I'm an introvert. I love my alone time. But I stay at home with my family and they like to climb all over me. I have an infant, who obviously needs me--a lot. I have a cuddler who likes to be as close to me as possible as often as possible; I feel bad when I have … Continue reading 7 Ways Rising Early Saves My Family from My Introvert Self
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When Rest Seems Impossible: You Don’t Need a Vacation to Find Rest
Rest has very little to do with circumstances. So often I hear different people talk about how supremely busy life is, how hard their days are, and how desperately they need rest. Yes, a cabin in the mountains is fantastic for a break from the monotony of daily life, and physical rest is important. But no external situation will do any … Continue reading When Rest Seems Impossible: You Don’t Need a Vacation to Find Rest
Our Kids Need Pastors: Why Sunday School is Not Enough for our Children
Our kids don't need Sunday School teachers; they need pastors. They don't need Bible stories and moral lessons and youth group games. They need people to speak into their lives in practical ways to help them rest their full weight on the truth of the gospel.
Of Swallowtails and Mourning
For some reason I never noticed the swallowtail butterflies much before. Now they remind me of Scott. I never wrote anything about Scott here, and then once we lost him in July 2015, I felt like writing was too flat and petty and too raw and deep all at once. It was exhausting to think about. … Continue reading Of Swallowtails and Mourning
Why “I don’t have” is a lie
Kids brushing teeth makes me crazy. collage-2016-04-01-12_15_06.jpg.jpeg There are so many parts of the whole teeth-brushing process that make me crazy, I don't even know if I can go into it without losing whatever good place I had in my heart when I sat down to tell you about it. But for the sake of the whole point, I'll tell you about it. If you have small kids, I'm pretty sure you know what I'm talking about, but if you don't, let me break it down for you. First, brushing teeth is apparently a form of torment made bearable by bubblegum flavored goo. The resistance to the act of brushing teeth is akin to what I imagine the reluctance one may have if she is being marched into a churning sea by walking the plank. Repeat twice daily.