(This post first appeared on the blog Perspectives of a Preacher’s Wife.)   We go to worship regularly. As the preacher’s family, we’re always there. Bible classes, devotionals, special series, week-long meetings, seminars…

(In case you missed the announcement, and you probably did in the deafening silence of my blog nowadays, I am now a guest writer on the blog Perspectives of a Preacher’s Wife. This…

Knock knock. Who’s there? Me. Yeah, I’m sure you’ve forgotten who I am by now. In 2018, I wrote ten blog posts. That’s not even one a month, for those 3 of…

I am notorious for taking whichever way is quickest. If there are two lines to turn in traffic, I will always take the shortest. My husband will not. He will always take…

The morning started out similarly to every morning: Anna was eating breakfast and I was consuming inordinate amounts of caffeine trying to wake up. She had some scrambled eggs and honey, and…

In 2008, I traveled to Rome, Italy. It was the first Biblical site I ever visited, and from the moment I stepped foot in the Eternal City, I was changed. From dark,…

One of my favorite bands is Sister Hazel, and they have a song called “Change Your Mind.” These words have become especially meaningful in the last two years as I have struggled…

Our children are watching. Our weak brothers and sisters are watching. The lost world is watching. How will they learn about the love of Jesus and His marvelous grace unless it is…

Lonely Mama, I see you. Yes, you, not just the cute little bundle(s) you’re shuttling around. I know you need help. You need to feel seen and not just used. You need…

I love him too much to wear clothes that are revealing or draw attention to parts of me that aren’t his. Who, you ask? I love your husband too much. I love…