…telling the truth about life and grace. You are not alone, friend.
Lord God, we see the pain around us—the rage rightly boiling over, from and on behalf of the oppressed. We confess our participation within this system, our willful ignorance of suffering and injustice, our indifference to the pain we see that does not affect us, the reticence to see the ways in which we are …
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I met my nephew three years ago today. Amber had been in labor more than a day. After he was born, she called to see if I’d like to come meet him. It was about 10pm, but I hopped in my car and drove the ten minutes to the hospital. I think I called a …
I don’t remember exactly how she told me. Maybe her firstborn (just barely one then) wore a “big sister” shirt. Maybe, across half the world over FaceTime, she just gave me the wide-eyed excited-but-this-is-crazy face and told me over, “Guess what! I’m PREGNANT.” Either way, I was excited for her. We had both been awaiting …
I had the privilege of reading an advance copy of Love Him Anyway in exchange for an honest review. The opinions are all mine.
Abby Banks is a busy mama of three. Then one morning her youngest, at seven months old (that’s my youngest’s age now), woke up paralyzed. This is the story before and after that morning as the Banks family (and Abby in particular) fought for a new normal within what is, rather than what should be.
A long time ago (probably just past a decade now), we were in a group of mostly-college-aged mostly-singles from our church. In this group (as frequently happens), a boy and a girl started to date. They were perfect together. Beaming. He proposed. The engagement lasted only long enough to put a simple wedding together. Its …
This week busted me open. Wide open. On one day, there was rage over injustice in one tragedy and celebration over a major victory, and then there was a loss. Oh, the loss. I lost a sweet nephew before he was due to arrive (but not by much) and I have no words about that …
Hey, you guys. Today has been a hard day and my heart is completely dizzy from a range of emotions from a whole bunch of different things and I simply have no words. So I’m going to share someone else’s words. I’ve shared Andrew Peterson’s music before. His music is figuring pretty prominently in my …
October is miscarriage and infant loss awareness month. It’s also the month that Hope would be six months old. Miscarriage affects one in four women (according to some statistics) and it is such a silent loss that many of those women feel alone. So I will continue to bring it up from time to time, in hopes of making the one in four feel just a little less alone.
I’ve officially reached the point (it happens every pregnancy) where I cry randomly at songs. (When I was pregnant with #2, I inexplicably broke down crying every time I heard “Country Girl Shake It For Me.” Please don’t google the lyrics if you don’t know what I’m talking about, it’s ridiculously silly and it’ll negatively impact …
Mother’s Day is just around the corner. I hope this is a good day for you. I hope you have a chance to celebrate your mom and be celebrated by your kids and your husband. This motherhood gig is hard, and you’re totally nailing it. For some of you, this is reality. Maybe you have …
grace enough 