There is something about a good game of chase. You know the one: someone runs away from someone else and as they’re being chased, their stomach turns upside down, knees get weak, they get hit with a jolt of adrenaline, and audibly squeal with the thrill of being caught. My boys play it all the…

In the midst of our suffering, you remain near. In the midst of our pain, you bind our wounds. In the midst of our loneliness, you remind us we are seen. In the midst of our questioning, you are patient. In the midst of our grief, you are our strength. In the midst of our…

The littlest buddy had been begging me for Cheetos for days. I relented after many times of being asked and bought the big ole bag of puffs when I got groceries. Why he wanted them so badly? I have no clue. They get stuck in your teeth, stain your fingers, and get orange dust everywhere.…

As a mother of two boys, my days are filled with scrapes, wrestling, and mud pits. There is no shortness of boo boos to tend or prayers offered up for patience to persevere through the chaos. Oftentimes, I will watch them play imaginary games while splashing in puddles and five minutes later, compete against each…

The last two mornings, I was reminded of the Lord’s faithfulness in the rising sun. He painted the sky in brilliant color and vivid expression. The vibrancy was soothing to my brittle spirit and acted as a warm gesture of God’s goodness. I didn’t know how much I needed Him in these moments, but He…

Seasons are temporary. The thought hit me this morning with a loudness I couldn’t ignore. While I for one am excitedly anticipating the weather fluctuation, there are things about the warmth of this current season that I miss when it’s gone. But no matter how badly we may want to stay in a season, the…

There is something that you don’t realize when you become a parent and something that no one warns you about- the amount of junk you acquire over time. You move from baby toys and devices, to toddler puzzles and books. Then before you know it, your house explodes with a variety of small, random pieces…

The word, “fragility” has been rolling around in my head all week. By definition, fragile means, “easily breakable or damaged.” Other descriptions can include, delicate, vulnerable, and lack of strength. Did you catch that last one? Fragility is a lack of strength. For a word that is so often used to describe vases, porcelain, and…

Fragile. We often think of this word in relation to material things that are breakable such as vases, dishes, and glass. If these items get dropped, they shatter and spread into a million pieces and are impossible to put back together exactly the way they were. Even when we try to place each fragment precisely…

There is something about going back to where it all started- your childhood town, your “home.” Driving into a familiar place, on streets that are seemingly unchanged has a way of filling me with nostalgia. As I found myself dodging potholes that remained from decades before, I noticed myself looking left and right replaying scenes…