Left Behind

You know what is so crazy? God sees us. He really sees us right down to the depths of our souls. He sees the gloriousness of us and the beautiful, gifted parts of us. And he also sees the really dark parts of us. The embarrassingly insecure parts and the fearful attention mongering parts. Nothing … More Left Behind

Mercy

Every Wednesday, my three littlest guys and I pack up and head off to Community Bible Study. It is such a gift to study God’s word in a diverse group of women – age, race, native tongue, faith background. To say it is rich is an understatement. Last year we waded through the book of Romans, and … More Mercy

The Table

My husband and I have the insane privilege of serving on Young Life Staff, an incredible organization made up of people who love Jesus and hold the impossible idea that we are to reach “every kid, everywhere for eternity.” Every four years, the mission gathers its staff from the corners of the earth – this year … More The Table

Manna

I must rewind. It was one week after Finn was born and we were embracing his colorful little self and all the possibilities of his new normal. We had been praying fervently for good reports as we prepared for numerous appointments with neurologists, ophthalmologists and dermatologists in the coming weeks. We were raw and a … More Manna

Remembering

This morning I woke early with a sense of utter calm, a deep knowledge that the God of comfort was filling every inch of my home, that He was near. And then I remembered. December 2nd. A year ago today, over 5,000 people visited this newborn, highly unattended blog to read No Heartbeat, to this … More Remembering

Dependent

Finn is four weeks old today. How time plays tricks. The final days I waited for him to emerge — a week past his due date — those days stretched forever. And now we have blown through four weeks. Weeks that have been filled with joy, fear, sadness, hope, gratitude, laughter… and a whole lot of Jesus. … More Dependent

Seared

Day four was rough. I had gotten approximately 45 minutes of sleep; I am sure my hormones were insanely out of balance; my uterus was contracting; my milk came in which suddenly gifted me with boulders for breasts {just keepin’ it real}; and I was processing the fact that my newborn could have a rare genetic … More Seared

Lost

An hour before we welcomed in the pediatrician to have our world turned upside-down, we had already been duly shaken. Marshall received news that one of our dear friends, a young woman who is wise and wonderful and had just launched on the epic journey of a Master’s in counseling, was lost in the woods. … More Lost

There is No Normal.

We welcomed in the pediatrician on-call the morning after Finn was born to learn that the Port Wine stains we had been informed about the day before, due to their extent and location {particularly over the forehead and eye}, indicated the possibility of a neurological disorder entitled Sturge-Weber Syndrome; if there were “stains” on the brain, … More There is No Normal.