When life is like a pile of Legos

Please tell me that you have one of these piles at your house too? I banned screen time  last week because I say things I don’t mean and then am forced to follow through with them. So this has been my reward. Legos, multiplying on their own. I herd the little one into the playroom this morning and insist. CLEAN. UP. NOW. OR ELSE. Behavior management at its finest. Read More

Everything I need to know I learned at Vacation Bible School

We’re back at it again this year and I needed this reminder! Prayers for all those Bible Schools out there as we spread the love of Jesus this summer …

Everything I need to know I learned at Vacation Bible School

On being a friend and having a friend

There is no greater gift in life than the gift of a friend. I was six when I first got this. Six years old, and ridiculously shy. Friends were not my thing. I struggled to navigate school without actually having to talk and spent many of my days terrified that someone would look at me. I followed all the rules, all the time in hopes of never being noticed. And most days it worked. Until it didn’t. Read More

Jumping into summer

I didn’t realize how fast it would go. This year, these days, this time. I guess it happens with the change of every season, but I feel the pull of time a little more this year. The books have been collected, the notebooks trashed, the concerts played, the programs performed and here we stand on the edge of another summer. The kids pull out their swim suits and no one has one that fits. Didn’t we just buy new ones?  And there’s that feeling again, the one of being two steps behind. Read More

God made a boy — or, what I need to remember this mother’s day

This is for the ones who call me mom. The ones who make me laugh, cry, love, worry, clean, scream, clean some more and feel all the things, all the time. For 14 years, I have wondered what was God  thinking when he created these boy creatures and decided I could handle 3 of them?! This might not be how it actually happened. But I imagine that it went something like this … Read More

So this is May

** I’ve been writing in this space for a year now! And it is strange how much has changed in the past 365 days. Probably true for you as well? This post first appeared here last year as May rolled in and so many things were ending and beginning in my life. And now as the beauty of the month of May is filling in the world around us once again, bringing its crazy schedules with it, I find that I need these same reminders.  Maybe you too? So I’m reposting this for all of us as we take a deep breath and walk into this new season.** Read More

Learning how to stop

We played this crazy game as kids. We would stand on the edge of the cul de sac with our toes in the grass, fling our arms wide with abandon, tip our faces skyward and spin around and around as fast as we could go.  It’s been decades, but this week that weird game has been on replay in my head; the cold of the grass blades between my toes, the swirl of the street, the houses, and the towering pine trees blurring before my twirling eyes. Round and round we would go; amazed at the way our world upended itself with each spin. But then someone would yell STOP! And we were supposed to cease spinning and  just fall down. I never could get that part right. I could spin with the best of them, but I was terrible at stopping.  Read More

Finding a Seat For Easter

So excited to have the opportunity to share my words over at  the (in)courage community today. It is an honor to be able to write on their site this Holy Week.

We have to go move the chairs. It’s Easter — the holiday of moving chairs . . . and talking about Jesus,” my youngest explains to his friend as I herd my kids into the car. “What?” I ask, thinking that there are a thousand other ways to talk about the highest holy day on the church calendar. Moving chairs? “Yeah, mom,” he answers grinning. “Jesus comes back to life; so we have to go move all the chairs!” …. Click Here to keep reading.


When it becomes clear you need a break

I am terrible at taking breaks. I can plow through the work in front of me for hours on end without ever stopping to look up. I will forget to eat lunch, forget to take a drink of water, forget to pause and take a breath, forget that I have children who need to be fed and kept from attempting to ride their bikes over fences. I will only see the work. The ticking of the clock and the constant whir of my spinning brain will drown out everything around me. Take a break? What’s that? Read More

The way through the storm

We never even saw it coming. Our car full of friends, mixed tapes and rumpled snack food bags was headed out of town for the weekend; bursting at the seams with laughter and luggage. It had begun to get dark when we left, but we were college kids; invincible and unworried. So we piled in and hit the road without so much as a glance at the sky.  And that storm came at us out of nowhere. Read More

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