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
I guess I should be honest. I’ve had some big questions for God recently. And it all started with my son. Our second child ushered in as much uncertainty as he did chaos when he arrived. He was born healthy, nursed well, and was an extremely robust baby. However, he didn’t sleep well. At all.… Continue reading Time To Be Honest
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
I had a day last week where motherhood broke me. My daughter’s attitude, my son’s constant disobeying, my lack of confidence in my parenting abilities, and my lack of sleep caught up to me. It was the witching hour: 4 p.m. My daughter was home from school and tired. My son was begging me for… Continue reading Laundry and Lamenting: A Response to Charlottesville
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?