I'm not gonna lie, I will anchor myself to 5,000 things when I am drowning. When waves are crashing and pulling me down I will flail about trying to hold onto that one thing. Give me just one thing that will keep me afloat. Hope.
Maybe I should tell you, fashion doesn't live here anymore. It was really just an overnight guest every now and again, anyway. It wasn't like fashion hung out here all the time. Maybe we would go out on Friday night. But then she always left to go wherever the cool kids go. You see, I've … Continue reading Fashion Doesn’t Live Here Anymore #FashionDoesntTakeADayOff
There's this duck at my local park. Everyone knows about her. She's a sassy sort. I guess she's a she. I know absolutely zero percent about ducks. And I am not getting close enough to this duck friend to find out if she is truly a she or a cranky old man duck. She seems … Continue reading Enduring Parenting
We gave our couch away. It was a lot like sitting on a pile of sharp rocks. So we weren't doing anyone any favors when we gave it to them. They sat on it. They knew it was like laying on a water-washed gravel driveway. I miss that beautiful couch. Endure: to bear, tolerate, suffer … Continue reading The Secret is Being Content
Don't ask Jesus to bring the rain and expect to not get wet. I've heard it. I sang it. And I got drenched. I first heard the Mercy Me song Hold Fast years ago on a hurried trip to the children's hospital. It was the voice of God I needed while I tried to watch … Continue reading Jesus, Bring the Rain