Spiritual Malnutrition
We waste too much time comfortably waiting to be fed. Maybe it’s time to grow up and feed ourselves.
Whatever Happened to...
Here it is. This is the one. After two years of running this blog, it seems I finally have a topic that might ruffle some feathers.
Spiritual KonMari
It’s really hard to clean the house, especially in the face of daunting clutter. But it’s even more difficult to declutter the soul.
Of Chance and Championships
This is the odd tale of how I became a state champion, and the lesson I’ll never forget.
Dealing with Doubt
I’m going to take a minute to get a little personal and talk about an internal struggle I occasionally have. It’s the issue of doubt. But here’s the ray of hope: your doubt does not define you.
This Is More Than a Picture
Something interesting popped up on my Facebook memories yesterday, a picture I’d completely forgotten about in the 10 years since I posted it. It may not look like much to you, but there’s a bigger story behind it.
Set Free in 2019
It’s a brand new year, and that means brand new goals. We’re supposed to make goals. We’re supposed to share them. We’re supposed to stress over them. And we’re supposed to fizzle out in mid-February. No? Just me? Oh… well then.
Instagram, Snapchat, and Shutting Down the Internet
Let’s get real for just a minute about what we do online.
For Just A Little While
You are a person. Actual and whole. Though your body is small and your personality meek, your soul is so big. God has known you for awhile and has created your beautiful soul in the image of His own. You are His child. We just get to watch you for a little while.
Lincoln: Day 1
The Lord has been great to us this day! Let me tell you about it.
After about 17 hours of labor, Lincoln Scott Frank was born just under 8 pounds and just over 20 inches. He is beautiful, has a great disposition, and is already a strong little trooper.
I Love You
You and I don’t celebrate Valentines Day. Not because we want to make a statement or because we don’t love each other, we just genuinely don’t think about it and move on with our day. As the days approach to Lincoln, I can’t help but be overwhelmed with how much love I have for both of you.
Prepare in the Waiting
I like to plan. I don't hate the unexpected as much as other planner-types, but I definitely find comfort in knowing there's a structure. I don't sleep well if I feel like my ducks aren't all in a row. I don't particularly know why I want ducks in a row, but I know if I don't, I'll start quacking at the seams. Okay, that was bad.