Just yesterday I gathered my children around me to share how God had been working in my heart. “I have a dream…” I began. I didn’t even get to my fifth word and my eight-year-old barged in, sharing her dream from the previous night. And then my four-year-old. And then my two-year-old. After somehow managing to get back control, I showed them the map titled “Global Status of Evangelical Christianity” that I have been watching evolve for the past decade. After explaining what each color Read More
How I Learned to Make Adult Friendships
College dorm life was a dream come true for an extrovert like me. Coming from a small family with only one brother, I loved having seventy girls on my hall to hang out with at any hour of the day. Not only that, but each of my roommates became my new soul sister. It felt like glorified, year-round Bible camp. In 2001, I left dorm 19-2 of Liberty University, got married, and moved to Northern Virginia. Although being married to my best friend was amazing, it was still an adjustment. Our new Read More
The Night I Asked For Prayer instead of Chocolate
Recently I called two friends and asked if we could get together for prayer and accountability. I knew it wasn’t going to be much fun. I mean, I would have much rather asked them to go to Applebees for a Triple Chocolate Meltdown, but I knew I needed this. I needed to reach out and admit that I wasn’t doing okay and that I needed prayer. It was the last thing on earth that I wanted to do--be vulnerable and share my sin struggles. It’s a lot easier to put on like I’m strong and have Read More
I am a Pastor’s Wife
When asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, there were a lot of things on my list. There was one thing, however, that I did NOT want to be and that was…(you guessed it)…a pastor’s wife. I’m not sure how it happened exactly... which (I know what you’re thinking) is completely naïve and foolish, but one minute I was a junior in college dating a tall, handsome Biblical Studies major... ...and then the next minute we were engaged, and he was looking at a job as a Bible teacher at a Christian Read More
When You Forget the Most Important Thing
Well, it happened. I’ve heard of it happening to others, but never imagined it would happen to me. Everything was packed and ready for our missions trip to Iceland. I was taking a team from our church to Reykjavik to run an English camp for Icelandic children. I had the lesson plans, construction paper, multi-leveled books, writing paper, stickers, small prizes, and had even remembered to bring extra staples in case we ran out. My list had all been checked off and I was feeling pretty proud Read More
Conflicted
Tonight I decide to sit and just watch Penelope. She’s digging through her Color Wonder tub mumbling, “Ellow…” and I decide instead of cooking or organizing or cleaning, I would just watch her. After all, she won’t be 21 months and 27 days ever again. She starts to dump the entire tub over, but I become aware enough to screech a sound that brings her to a halt. We make eye contact. She continues digging for a marker until she eventually just dumps everything out. This time I’m not quick Read More
BRMCWC 2014
Last week I was able to attend the Blue Ridge Mountain Christian Writer's Conference. What a week! It's hard to sum up exactly everything that happened or what I gleaned, but here are some highlights: Meeting agents, publishers, and editors who are committed to creating excellent Christian content Sitting with the Hollywood screenwriter Brian Bird at breakfast and hearing about his latest projects and screenplays Finding other bloggers and writers who have a passion to share the message of Read More
Fluorescent Urine
I'm curling my hair upstairs, getting ready to meet our new Ethiopian church planters when I hear a scream--two screams, actually--so convincing that I'm sure someone's life is about to end. I sprint downstairs, banging into the wall on my way down, only to find a stark-naked Gracie standing in a puddle of bright yellow urine. "I couldn't hode it ANY LONGERW...and the toilet was bwo-ken!" I sigh and walk over to the toilet which is dismantled, but in the 3.47 seconds that I'm away, Penelope Read More
To My Mom on Mother’s Day
Our backyard is freshly mowed, and I lay out blankets on the grass like a child playing picnic. Only, I'm not a child and my hip is shooting pain, my canker sore is throbbing, my wisdom teeth are FINALLY coming in with much pain, and I'm really out here to take a nap. But, the Virginia afternoon is perfect and I don't want to miss a minute of it. I get out an old journal so I can write down my blessings. 1. A quiet backyard that births azaleas, fiery pink. 2. Adamant birds that flatter me Read More
My First and Last Mexican Party
Tonight was slightly traumatic. Here's the story: We went to our first "CINCO DE MAYO" party at our friend's house. I took the three girls for a walk and Colby had the job of watching Penelope. While Colby wasn't watching, Penelope ESCAPED from the house and went looking for me. When I came home and couldn't find her, everyone at the party started looking for her. I ran outside and saw her at the end of the block in the middle of an intersection, standing with a little stuffed animal tucked Read More
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“Remember He is the artist and you are only the picture. You can’t see it. So quietly submit to be painted” -CS Lewis