Dear Woman who feels “less than”, Perhaps today you feel like a loser. A bad mom. A nagging wife. Ugly. Stupid. Lazy. Defeated. I am sorry you have learned to believe the lies. The damaging statements that play repeatedly through your head. They ARE lies.
I was talking to a friend about invisible illness recently. Few people know just how much I suffer at times. Why? Because I choose to not live in a world of self-pity. Because I sometimes forget on the great days! I choose to be determined to live the richest life my body allows. I choose to… Read More
Children are such a blessing, people say. But on some days, honestly, we’d like to share those blessings with someone else and take a nap. When those small people we adore so much refuse to take a nap. For three days. When your child is THAT child in Target who decides right as you… Read More
Have you ever struggled with desiring something just out of reach? In the book of Genesis, we are introduced to a woman who understood being dissatisfied with having plenty, yet wanting more. As the breeze tickled the tree leaves, green with possibility, Eve craved more. Consequences showed how bitter the illusion of “more” was. What… Read More
I was delighted when Krista from A Life In Progress agreed to let me share her post as the kickoff to a two-week guest series on Community. It stopped me in my tracks, as if she read the story of my heart and transcribed it…except the story is hers…and I suspect, many of yours.… Read More
As we prepare to wave goodbye to Winter and welcome Spring, it is time to do some cleaning of our homes…our minds. That is the tricky part, isn’t it? We tend to store up mental clutter. Consequently, useless or damaged pieces get packed up with our happy memories.
I am a people pleaser. That wonderful title allows us to love on others like crazy; genuine in our desire to make their lives better. To make the world a more beautiful, comfortable place to be. People pleasers sense needs and swoop in to fill them. Unfortunately, sometimes this comes at a high cost. Because you can’t… Read More
After getting my first bike in decades, I set a mental goal to be able to ride to our local library. Imagining the trip was easy. The sun was shining, the warm breeze gently blew my hair away from my face, and I pedaled with delight towards my destination.
Dear woman who struggles with her self-image, You, who encourage so many, sometimes fail to extend that love to yourself. You are uncomfortable in your own skin; self-critical of the perceived flaws in your body. I see you as you walk, adjusting your clothes. I see you as you pass the mirror, leaning in for a… Read More
Someone close to me retired this past year. While work was demanding, she longs for pieces of her past. The familiarity of having a defined purpose, and the comfort of friends who worked alongside her. It got me thinking, as someone who has essentially retired from one career (homeschooling) and is in the embracing… Read More