Masks of Deception

We refuse to wear masks and play games. We don’t maneuver and manipulate behind the scenes. And we don’t twist God’s Word to suit ourselves. Rather, we keep everything we do and say out in the open, the whole truth on display, so that those who want to can see and judge for themselves in [...]

The Messy Middle

There is a place I dread visiting these days. For anyone navigating this stage of parenting, you must know this place. It is hidden behind a door in our home. I know who is there. Problem is...I never know what is there. Meaning, I never know what mess I will find. Are those clothes on [...]

Such a time…

For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven. Ecclesiastes 3:1 When I began this blog many years ago, I began so in a caffeinated state, usually at 3am in the morning. Usually battling the wills of autism. Here it is almost 7 years later. It’s still 3am. My state is [...]

“Feeding” a different beast

This past summer I spent the entirety of my time off in a period of self-care and healing. Working on and loving who God had created me to be. Part of that was understanding just how much I was loved. Through that process, I spent a lot of time in His Word, writing down a [...]

It’s all going to be OK

Faith and feelings. Or “suck it up, don’t talk about it, just pray about it.” I’m a straight shooter. I’m honest. I keep it real. I share my struggles. And, I value the art of vulnerability in our lives. Even among the faith community. However, there is often this idea that we can’t be vulnerable, [...]

How are you….really?

The age old question..."How are you, today?" Then...the usual response: A painted on smile. A handy-dandy, "Good. Great. How are you?"  Usually all uttered in passing without any secondary regard for what could potentially be bubbling underneath the surface. Many years ago my work "girlfriends" and I used to joke about a colleague of ours. [...]

Mom: One beautiful, slimy, mess

I have a confession when it comes to the idea of the “perfect” mom. It has to do with my kitchen. Well, let me be honest, the downstairs portion of my house. The parts of the house that people can see. See, I have this deep hatred of slime-making. For about 4 months this summer [...]