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Be Still, When Nothing Else Is.

The other day I was having a rough afternoon with my toddler (though it honestly could have been today, we have those days often) and after her nap was an hour too short, I was desperate for some peace. Being an only child she doesn’t play by herself well at all, and her constant demand is either, “Up! Up!” or “Momma, sit down!” So, because I am close to six months pregnant and she is heavy, I try to sit down as much as possible. On this particular day I decided we would color. I handed Naomi some paper on the living room chest next to me and pulled out the markers....
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Someone Likes Me

I like to be liked. I’ve always been a people-pleaser and the goody-good middle child. But I’ve never been afraid to speak my mind or disagree with someone, either. So, wanting to be liked has slowly turned into simply wanting to be INTERESTING. I want to fascinate you, I want to make you think, and I want you to care about my thoughts and feelings because I drown in them every single day and need to SHARE THEM. But pursuing my gifts and hobbies only to get attention is an unhealthy endeavor. Right? We all know this. For the past few months I have craved to write but...
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Souls Over Freedom

The primary topic of my prayers these days is safety and protection. I pray constantly that God would watch over and protect my baby, my husband, myself, and our families. And whenever we or our loved ones are in the middle of a trial, I pray for deliverance. This is normal. This is good. God hears these prayers, and I know I can trust Him no matter what. But I think when I focus on physical safety, I so often miss the mark of what my Almighty God might be accomplishing through the circumstances. I rarely thank Him for trials or stop to see the opportunities they bring...
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Missionary Rejects

The most uncomfortable place for me to be is the pit of nothingness at the bottom of the hill of failed expectations below a big, ugly, closed door. The place where our three-year plan all of a sudden dissolves and we’re left scrambling for a three-month plan. Since October of 2014, Bub and I have been pursuing a two-year commitment on a ship with Operation Mobilization (OM). The Logos Hope is a 400-passenger vessel that sails from port to port around the world as a literature-based ministry, bringing encouragement and hope in the name of Jesus wherever they land. But...
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First Baby Birth

My husband says he probably remembers Naomi’s birth better than I do. And after I huff and puff and remind him that I went through it all and I was the one to push our 9-pounder out after 23 hours of labor and 1.5 hours of pushing, I realize he’s probably right. Because well, he had to deal with me the whole time. I got to zone out mentally while my body freaked out, and he had to hold me, rub me, sway me, feed me. Maybe he should be writing this! But nah, here I am. I just had a mental image of me slopping through a muddy slough looking for pieces to a puzzle…pieces to...