Tackling our Failures

Little sneakers stand on the black line. An unwanted concoction of glue, rubber, sweat and dust fill my itchy nose. Twenty-three wiggling bodies wait for their name to be called. I hold my breath. Heart thumping fast that my name will be shouted next, cheeks truing...

The day I wore jeans to church

On one frantically busy day, we slid into church seconds before the service began. Exhaling into the chair, I looked down to my knees. Imagine my shock and dismay to discover I was wearing jeans. I wore jeans to church. Heart beating, pulse thumping, I looked around...
My Someplace Else

My Someplace Else

With my teaching certificate mocking me from the wall, I stare down at my steadily growing stack of rejection letters. Slipping my alma matter letter opener into yet another white envelope, I read, “Thank you for your application, we regret to inform you…” After...
Finding a Church 

Finding a Church 

Have you ever taken a drive on a Sunday morning while every else is in church? Have you ever been without a home church? In a season where you are and your family are searching for a church?  It’s lonely. It’s frustrating. And I am here for you. It is so hard to be...
Dear Lonely Mom of Only

Dear Lonely Mom of Only

As a mom of an only child, I live in the land of Moms of Many. Our life can get lonely. Complicated. I often feel we are an anomaly. An oddity. When I meet with a new group of people or a new person, I often get asked, “How many kids do you have?” When I reply, “Just...