Her

The weight of her in my arms, unchanged by time. The smell of her sweet, musky joy so pure. Traces of the baby she was play across a woman's face. The full, ebullient round of my love, the swell of heart, it's almost too much to bear. Yet we endure in this dance, She as…

“Ladies, Read Your Bibles”

One last takeaway from the Women's Retreat I attended. The speakers continually hit this phrase home, "Ladies, read your Bibles." I can still picture my mom in her comfy chair, before the sun was even up, Bible and journal on lap; and it's the one habit I hope with all my heart my children pick-up…

Living a Life of Worship | Devotional

I just returned from a transformative, amazing weekend away at a Women's Retreat. In the past, I have avoided things like that. I'm more of an introvert and a thinker and I find all of the socializing and emoting utterly terrifying. Well, wouldn't you know that God would just use that time to speak to…

A Letter to Myself

My long-awaited Golden Birthday is tomorrow. It seems so weird that it's almost here. Your thirties are so far away for so long that all of a sudden you're thirty, which I suppose counts as actually being in your thirties {gulp}, and the clock still chimes on. It's not so bad, honestly. I am far…

Why I Tell My Daughter She’s Beautiful

"Don't call her pretty, it'll go to her head," or "Call her smart, tell her she's good at math instead." And, "You'll only further indoctrinate her idea of female worth if you comment on her appearance." Well guess what? I call my daughters pretty. And beautiful. And smart. And funny. And good at math. And…