An Empty Cup

Tonight my two year old grabbed his cuppy that we keep in the window sill above our bed to take a drink, and finding it empty he started to cry. My 10 year old daughter took it and said “I’ll fill it up for you.” Promptly exiting the room, headed for the kitchen. Super sweet.... Continue Reading →

When trying looks like…crying

Tonight is rough.  Really rough. On so many levels.   At the moment I can’t imagine going forward, and and I don’t even want to think about the options that lie ahead.  Nothing is hopeful, everything seems like such a settlement. And here I am lying in bed just crying my little eyes out, for so... Continue Reading →

The Man at the Bar

{You know there’s a problem when...} Lately I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about the church.  And I mean A LOT. Going through a divorce, falling and making mistakes, realizing (again) what a hopeless mess you are without Christ...those things, like nothing else, will give anyone a hefty dose of reality. You think you... Continue Reading →

How Could I…

I can’t tell you how often I ask myself some version or another of this question. How could I be so blind? So stupid? How could I not see that I was being lied to and deceived? How could I not notice the manipulation? How could my gifts of intuition, my ability to read people... Continue Reading →

Waves Will Come

When I was 14 my family took a trip to Hawaii. It was an amazing experience. The sights...the smells...plumeria flowers everywhere, their scent hung in the air like the salty sea mist. Beauty was everywhere. One of our 14 days was spent on the North Shore, on a beach that is popular for surfing. In... Continue Reading →

A Metaphor for My Marriage

I appreciate metaphors. And I have found that God often provides me metaphors to help me understand and express things that are difficult for me to understand and articulate. Sometimes it is just the right phrase that encapsulates what I’m feeling, other times these metaphors are more like a vision—a movie clip that runs through... Continue Reading →

A Prayer for My Sisters in Suffering

I responded to a comment on Lysa Terkeurst’s FB post this morning. The post was about pornography and the deceptive promises that it offers. Having listened to the podcast linked to her post, I understood this woman’s reaction, as my knee jerk reaction was similar. She commented, “So over this topic. No offense, but those... Continue Reading →

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