I am going to choose not to share a personal experience this go around. Instead, I’ll start by saying I hate boasting, but I am well-versed in apologizing…

Aging is usually considered negative, and most people fear it or try to avoid it. It’s not something you look forward to or embrace. But there are so…

What is the heaviest thing you have ever lifted? I read an article recently about two mothers who single-handedly lifted a 1.1-ton car off of a young boy…

“Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house down.” The wolf’s famous words in the story “The Three Little Pigs” always made me grin because…

“Which choice do you think you’ll make?” I asked a friend while sitting down for coffee. My heart broke as I watched her doubt herself over and over…

This week I was sitting in a room of 7th and 8th grade girls when one of them said, “We impress people with our strengths, but we connect with people over our weaknesses.”

When I was a kid, I wanted to marry a cowboy. I loved their manners, work ethic, patriotism, and how they looked in their Wrangler jeans. Separate from the Mr. Cowboy Boots desire, I imagined living in a lighthouse nestled in a nook to read book after book while watching the waves pound the shore.

I was sitting in a Bible study recently and we were talking about all the different types of suffering we might encounter. Immediately, major life events were brought up: losing a job, losing a spouse, divorce, children struggling, and health issues. But a sweet friend of mine slowly raised her hand and boldly shared about a pain that many single moms experience: the pain of being falsely accused. How do we even begin to cope when this happens?

My brain loves to wake me up a little after 3 a.m. It is its favorite time to bring up everything I should worry about. So I do just that.

We all have different experiences in life, and those experiences have shaped us into who we are today. There have been good times in our lives when we were riding cloud nine, and we felt like life was going smoothly. And there have been times when we’ve felt like we were at the end of our rope and stuck in a valley. 

I am a Sound of Music nerd. I admit I might have a problem because I love the movie so much. Ever since the age of seven when I was introduced to Maria and the Von Trapp children, I’ve dreamed of traveling to Salzburg, Austria. I’m not sure if it was the scenery, the emotions evoked by the film, or that I wanted to dance around the city singing “Do Re Mi,” “My Favorite Things,” or “I Have Confidence.”

I recently heard a speaker at a safety event we hosted say one phrase that really stuck with me: Keep. Your. Eyes. Up.

I LOVE feeding people, especially my family. I DO NOT LOVE, however, a dinner table that feels like a battleground. Can you relate?

Wouldn’t you love to have that same ability to focus…but on the right things?

For me, back to school is a better reset then New Years! Here are 5 routine ideas to start during back to school:

Sometimes I find myself just stopping in my tracks or looking into the mirror and wondering how everything went so off track…and I let myself feel what I need to during those moments. 

I was out with a group of my friends when I saw it happen…the look. My friend had been divorced for a year and a half, and even though it was hard, she really had been thriving. She had gotten highly involved at church again and had joined a small group. Her kids were finally on a good routine. She had even been able to consider dating again. The work God had done in her life since her divorce was absolutely beautiful. 

I have a rowdy boy who is always playing some sport, even if he makes it up. He’s tossing, hitting, or kicking a ball at any given moment, in any place—even the middle of my living room.

You’ve all heard the stories about how birth rank affects a child. As the youngest, I believe it’s true to some extent because you have siblings who’ve charted the course.

Have you ever thought about the blessing it is that God gives us new mornings? Now, I am really not a morning person. I like to stay up late, so when my alarm goes off it’s usually greeted with grunting and a very angry hitting of my snooze button. But think about it. God could have created us to just be awake all the time, but instead, we go to sleep at night and wake up to tackle a new day. Why would I call this a blessing?