I’m tired of numbers in my face everywhere I turn. As though life and its worth can be reduced to a math equation of greater than or less than, or at the very least, equal to. [pinit] He made you whole. He put the fractions of your soul back together, divided by things that […]
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3 Questions to ask your friends and go deeper
This past weekend I had the privilege of leading a retreat for an incredible group of women. We discussed being real and authentic in our relationships and how that starts with understanding who we are because of God’s love for us. I shared my own testimony of holding people at arm’s length and hiding behind […]
What’s Right in the World
Last week was one of those weeks where I had to consciously practice the discipline found in Philippians 4:8 Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. The things that are right and […]
Join the D.E.E.D. and Sow Seeds of Encouragement
Have you ever thought to yourself, “I should call that person or send her a card….” and then the thought passes and so do the weeks? Then a few months later you find yourself cringing as you think again, “I should call that person or send her a card….” If you’re like me, you mean […]
What’s filling your mind?
Summing it all up, friends, I’d say you’ll do best by filling your minds and meditating on things true, noble, reputable, authentic, compelling, gracious—the best, not the worst; the beautiful, not the ugly; things to praise, not things to curse. Philippians 4:8 MSG Anyone else have spring fever? Ready for spring break? Hitting that low […]
P.S. I’m really not weird
A couple weeks ago during church, Little Miss’s small group leaders encouraged each child to write a letter to someone thanking them for keeping the peace. Their theme for the month had been “peace” and apparently this was a final activity to drive the point home. So Little Miss wrote a letter to my Dad […]





