My son turned four in January, and I have to say, I love my kids’ birthdays. I get so sentimental every time one comes around. I look back at pictures from the day they were born. I watch videos from their slobbering toddler years. I laugh with tears in my eyes at their preschool antics.… Continue reading The Art of Celebration: Theology of a Birthday Party
I love New Year’s. While I am not much of a planner in general, I love getting everything squared away for a new year. The Christmas decorations have (sadly) been put away, the house freshly cleaned, closets and toys recently purged. My brain space feels sufficiently cleared to consider my goals, my plans, my dreams… Continue reading Slow and steady in 2018
Writing has been tougher than it used to be. The world’s been in a sad way. The news makes my heart ache. Give me all those babies without mamas! Give me a bunker underground where I can just hide from all the scary stuff! Give me earplugs so I don’t have to hear from all… Continue reading Bad News, Good God
It had been a long day. The dog days of summer had arrived and the heaviness of the heat seemed to stifle even in the house where the air was conditioned. We had finally adjusted to being together all day every day, me and the kiddos, but I still fell into bed exhausted each night… Continue reading Tucked In: Present Storms & a Future Hope
Mornings at my house tend to be a tad chaotic. Ever since my daughter started kindergarten, our days start earlier than usual. As a stay-at-home mom, I have always had the luxury (that I have never taken for granted!) that we can take our time easing into the day with coffee, cartoons, legos on the… Continue reading Heidi Hears God
I had forgotten how three-year-olds make me question everything in life. It’s been three years since my oldest was three, and I can’t believe I forgot how tough the age of three was. Between the tantrums and the potty-training and the attitude and the tantrums and…did I say tantrums?… I struggle to keep up with… Continue reading Tiny teenagers and finding peace in the chaos
As I get older, sometimes I wonder if the idea of Easter really is crazy. It’s tough to admit, but the thought crosses my mind periodically. What if the idea that some guy died 2,000 years ago, rose from the dead, and now lives in me… is ludicrous? What if believing that he wandered around… Continue reading What if?