I was pregnant at my college graduation ceremony. I knew I wasn’t ready, but Kaleb arrived to rock our world in the best way possible. We were young and dumb. We didn’t have time to establish careers or learn how to live independently. Ready or not, we were parents. We were suddenly deep in a world of diapers, spit up, […]
In these days, I have watched her continue to push, wiggle, and strive to get to things that we have fought to protect her from. I have been relieved for the battle to end, and sorrowed at the fact we are are both losing.
I like action and results. I can’t stand when I see things being done wrong, and I am almost always convinced I could do it better, unless of course that thing is parking a car or building something.
This is a problem because I end up trying to do way more than I should. Even my blog is a reflection of this. I write about teaching, church planting, parenting, and running. I can’t even stay focused on one topic for the blog!
My tagline is grace and imperfection because I need a lot of grace for all the areas of imperfection.
So, here is my latest confession of an area in which I need to give and receive grace.
I thought a student said, “My Mom’s Hand” as a title. He actually said, “My Mom’s Ham,” but if I’d heard him right, this post wouldn’t exist. When I was erasing the board after class, the title caught my attention. My mom’s hand… Over the years her hands have washed me, been run through my hair, wrote notes and cards, folded […]
There is a feeling gnawing and growing inside me. It is tugging at me and retreating again. I can’t pin it down or hold it long enough to examine it. It is the a sense that things are on the verge of change. I am changing. No. They are changing. No. We are changing. My son was a babysitter tonight. The house […]
I have been at pastors’ wives retreats and leadership events/trainings where dealing with the loneliness of ministry has been a topic of discussion. I never really understood it.
It seems I have served in some capacity of ministry my entire life, and I have never felt lonely in ministry… until now.
As we approach the new school year, I often see advice to parents about how to help their children become successful in the classroom. The advice is generally very good, but it never quite says what I wish it would. My three children run the spectrum of academically advanced, on pace, and learning disabled. As a parent and an educator […]
As a parent, life seems to be a fluctuation between survival mode and an attempt to capture the moments we never want to forget.
Freedom is so close I can almost taste it. The day to day pressures of three small lives is lifting as they grow. With the lifting of pressure becomes space. Oh how I have wanted space and room to breath, and now…
I never acquired the taste for coffee. I know this sounds like insanity to all my joyfully caffeinated friends. In fact, a few may have stopped reading after that first sentence. Because I am not a coffee drinker, I don’t have a single hot beverage on most days. This is why Thursday was so unique. I had not just one, but three cups […]
I chatted with this mother as if we were even remotely in the same world, but I cringed inside about how insanely messy and not put together my little section of family was in front of pristine beauty.