It was Fall of 2006, the setting a small candlelit room somewhere in Indiana. I was at a weekend retreat and was prayerfully contemplating taking communion. Communion is a way to remember Christ's death for us. What God spoke to me during that prayer time was quiet, but not subtle. I knew that I could… Continue reading A note to the Fatherless on Father’s Day
If you're up in the middle of the night, you're not alone. There's something to be said for not ordering Starbucks at 5pm....but there is much to be said FOR doing so. 🙂 The other night I couldn't sleep, by no fault of Starbucks. You see, I have a disorder called Bipolar. I was diagnosed… Continue reading What it’s Like Living with Bipolar
Mamas, you know this is true. Thankfulness. It's when the kids smear peanut butter into the carpet but you think, "At least it isn't poop." Thankfulness. It's when the kids poop on the closet floor and you think, "At least it isn't on the carpet." I could just end it there, but that feels wrong,… Continue reading Thankfulness
Well, today was the first day of Kindergarten for Ryerson. A year's worth of prayers went into this day and I'll tell you, God answered. He answered MY prayers, that is. Ryerson prayed daily that the school would get destroyed. I prayed for peace for my sweet, anxious boy. This is a hard lesson, but… Continue reading Do You Feel Heard?