I wrote several weeks back about my amazing young friend who battled cancer. What I didn’t write about was the immediate aftermath in my own mind and heart when I first learned of her diagnosis. I had been following Brit Merrick’s blog about his daughter Daisy, and her fight with leukemia, one which she courageously … More Fear
So that last post was about being at a crossroads… having options in front of you and wondering which door to walk through. College decisions and job opportunities and numerous hot boys with excellent character trying to date you and such. But what about those seasons when you are driving along and WANTING options, looking … More Freeway Driving
A lot of my young adult life, I found myself seized with indecision, so desirous of God’s will, of what people described as His best., and yet so uncertain of where He was directing me, how to hear from Him, whether or not I was hearing from Him, that I just spun myself in circles … More Intersections
Hello again! Admittedly, I am a bit delayed on posting this week. Important escapades to pumpkin patches and learning how to walk without crutches {yay!} and throwing a dinner party for old friends trumped the writing about the big adventure and had me doing it instead. Yes, in the last four days, the smell of little boys showered with freshly fallen … More The Adventure
I have been thinking for weeks about this idea that for as many people as there are out there, there are varying definitions of GOD. In light of this sermon, I began wrestling with who I believe God to be. What are the assumptions I have made? How has culture shaped and filled in the blanks … More Loaded
I remember when I received the news. Cancer. My vibrant, young, faith-filled, precocious friend, Cristina. Cancer. It was late in October, after my birthday, just before Halloween. She was only a sophomore in high school. She inspired faith and hope in all the girls that gathered in my living room to talk of life and … More Fighter
As an addendum to that last post, I must say that the yearning and wrestling for balance in my life as a wife and yet first a follower of Jesus {not to mention mom, daughter, sister, friend, business owner, mentor, disciple} has never waned. Truly, I have never been more aware of my own sin and selfishness than in being … More Identity {Still} Shifting
Three weeks ago, I ruptured my Achilles tendon. We were two days short of boarding a boat to make the long trek home, at the tail end of an epic day at Malibu; I had chased and carried my 3 boys {6,4 and 1} around camp, more than once been called “supermom” {the flatteringly annoying moniker I … More Ruptured
THE TETHERING PLACE 