No More Striving

I think there’s something beautiful about childlike faith as a follower of Jesus.  It is not blind or naive.  We are well aware of our circumstances and opposition, yet to have childlike faith is to choose into believing that God is greater than any circumstance, is with us in the midst of every circumstance, and He is worth being trusted through it all.   … More No More Striving


Light of Love

One of my favorite memories of her is a light in the shadows of the darkest season of my life.   For two weeks while she battled cancer, my mom was in a coma.  We still don’t know why, but her first chemo treatment sent her into a slumber that left us worrying she would never … More Light of Love

Facing Fear

Facing a fear does not conquer it. Fear does not respond to passive action. It is aggressive, binding, and crippling in the most subtle of ways. Fear responds to an active defiance of its false power because in that, it is powerless. … More Facing Fear

In Mama’s Words

On today, the day my Mama would have turned 60 years old, my sister Lizzy and I went to the lake and had a picnic for dinner.  We spent some time just staring out at the lake and thinking back on God’s faithfulness, thanking Him for the blessing of calling her Mama, for the years … More In Mama’s Words


The past season has been a difficult season that has kept me from writing, but my heart yearns to write again, to put into words all that has been brewing in my heart and mind this past year.  It is a slow process, slower than it has ever been before.  I am working at overcoming fear and learning … More Cocoon

Love Written

Shards of glass. Salty flows. Ribbon tears. Itchy toes. Love written in sand In the dark of night. Restless wings over oceans, flight. Washed away in stormy gales, Love washed away in the dark of night. Fragments of wood. Crimson flows. Sacred tears. A billion woes. Love written in blood On the darkest night. Brought to life … More Love Written

Past Forward

Dates are really important to me.  I don’t know why, but they bring up a deep feeling of significance, of remembrance, of rejoicing or mourning, but mostly remembering. I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before, but my mom was first taken to the hospital on Mother’s Day.  That was the first day when we … More Past Forward