Tagged with Christian living

Inviting God Into Where We Live

Inviting God Into Where We Live

I love my dwelling ~ my house. It’s where I’m the most comfortable. It’s where I’m simply “me” in my leggings, fuzzy socks and baggy hoodies. It’s where I put my feet up and let my guard down. My house is not perfect nor is it always clean. At times my dishes line the counter … Continue reading

What Can We Do With Regrets of the Past?

What Can We Do With Regrets of the Past?

To anyone else this brick may seem like any other ordinary brick — nothing really special. But this ordinary, nothing special brick sits on my deck as a reminder of where I come from— a place where my early years formed who I am. We dug this brick up from the sidewalk leading to my … Continue reading

Has Spring Finally Sprung?

Has Spring Finally Sprung?

We’ve had 3 days of sunshine and I might just burst out of my skin! This is what happens when you live in an area that is right below Seattle for cloud-covered days in an average year. We get excited about the sun and soak it in as much as we can. It’s been a … Continue reading

The Light Reveals What’s Hidden

The Light Reveals What’s Hidden

My vacuum was dying a dragged out noisy death for a few years and I kept putting off buying a new one because procrastination gets the best of me at times. I pampered it along hoping to delay its inevitable death! Well it happened and on the weekend I really needed it.  Guests were coming … Continue reading

When We Stew Over Words Spoken

When We Stew Over Words Spoken

The words were spoken in passing but now they are on repeat in my head. The words fill my mind and crowd out other thoughts. I play them over and over with the same questions spinning. Why did they say that? What did they mean by that? What did I do wrong? Hurtful words can … Continue reading

Giving Ourselves Some Grace

Giving Ourselves Some Grace

As some of you may remember, in January I set up a goal for myself of writing 2 blog posts a week, publishing on Monday and Wednesday. I even let you know you could call me out if a blog post didn’t land in your inbox on those days. I was doing pretty good with … Continue reading

What About The Monsters Under My Bed?

What About The Monsters Under My Bed?

From somewhere in the dark I hear, “Mom?” It usually only takes a whisper and I’m awake. My kids call it “mother ears” because at the faintest sound I’m awake. I used to be a sound sleeper.  Snoozing right through alarms, roommates shaking me awake for 7 AM class and my own mother coaxing me … Continue reading