Giving Our Daily
Speak Out Loud
Thriving Over Surviving
It took 18 long months for my oldest child to start sleeping through the night. There were weeks where I was sleeping in 20-60 minute spurts and barely staying awake despite the IV of coffee I lived on. I was in pure survival mode. The last thing on my mind was how I could serve God by making disciples and serving others. All I could focus on was when I could catch a nap and how to be needed the least amount possible by others. I knew this couldn’t be what God intended motherhood to look like, but I couldn’t see a way out either.
Uniquely Beautiful Stories
I’ve always been a story-teller. I wrote my first short story in second grade and still have it in the attic, with my teacher’s “red pen” comment at the top of the page: “You should be a writer”. (Thank you, Mrs. Eastman!) In middle-school, I wrote made-up stories on the back of offering envelopes to entertain my BFFs during church (Sorry, Mom… I’m sure I was also listening). My favorite class in high school was senior English, where we were finally free to write from our heads and hearts, rather than just term papers.
Spring Fever
To All The Pandemic Parents: A Letter From a Teacher
As a second grade teacher during this pandemic school year, I have had more contact with parents than ever before. My inbox is overflowing with questions, comments, frustrations with technology, concerns for their child, etc. You are not alone, and I just wanted to share some encouragement from a teacher’s perspective with you.
For the Love of Rom-Coms
As I began compiling my list of favorite rom-coms (aka Romantic Comedies...and weeding out the ones that wouldn’t be the *most* appropriate to include on a church blog), three categories rose to the top. Take them, leave them, laugh at them. I hope you enjoy and maybe even find a movie to add to your list!
For The Love of Commitment: The Love Story of Bob & Alice Reed
For years, I loved listening to Bob Reed‘s wonderfully smooth, deep bass voice as he sang at church. You couldn’t resist returning his ready smile. I knew I hadn’t seen him in quite a while, but didn’t know why until this past year when the CRBC Women’s Ministry started a new ministry called The Table, placing his very spunky wife, Alice, and I in the same multi-generation small group.