Archive: 2015

For those of you who are sick and tired of hearing about this, I UNDERSTAND. And I’m pretty sure I’m breaking all sorts of rules by even telling you I’m fasting, but the only way I know how to deal with traumatic events is to process out loud. If you’re just joining in: I’m a [...]

I’m currently doing the Daniel Fast and how I got to this point on my journey is still a little fuzzy. Something to do with a late-night church meeting and Jon mentioning afterward, in what I would call a very cavalier manner, that he would be starting a fast the next day. Um, hello! Groceries?! [...]

rugged-cross

When I miscarried our third child one conversation with a friend sticks out in my mind in particular. Funny thing is, I don’t remember a single word she said. What I do remember is collapsing into the brown chair in my bedroom, heavy breaths and strained words pouring out of my mouth, before moving to the [...]

water's edge

I set out down the driveway, head down the street, and am soon pounding the pavement. I have two lead weights for legs. You know that bible verse about the deer in high places? I am the exact opposite of that deer today. I pass what we locals call The Duck Pond, where three fountains [...]

I fried a pound of bacon this morning mainly because one of the girls had a friend sleep over and we’re low on exciting food. Then, after going on a run and hopping in the shower, but forgoing the hair washing, I soon discovered when using the blowdryer to spruce up my hair, that the [...]