Anxiety’s Worst Enemy

Someone besides me needs to hear this today… Anxiety says, “You can’t do this on your own.” Surrender says, “You were never meant to.” These words came to mind this morning as I looked ahead into the next few months contemplating goals, deadlines, and desires I have for my family and myself. We’re no strangers…… Continue reading Anxiety’s Worst Enemy

Once Upon a Teahouse

It happened at a teahouse in California. I looked down our long, sparsely shaded table in the back garden of a quaint teahouse and remembered the worth of presence. From my seat I sat listening to the happy banter and clinking teaspoons of my husband, our three daughters and dear friends. Brimming teapots and dollops…… Continue reading Once Upon a Teahouse

Chasing Rainbows of Perfection

I have a problem. Trying to write about it has only made the problem more glaringly obvious. I sat down to write about perfectionism paralysis on Monday. My last two blog posts were finalized in about twenty minutes. This one is going on four long days. Honestly, it’s getting humorous. Instead of thinking there’s a…… Continue reading Chasing Rainbows of Perfection

Changing Lanes

My blinker is on and I’m checking the rearview mirrors. Please excuse us as we merge over. This summer, we’re pulling out of the fast lane. Our girls were in three different schools this year. That means three carpool schedules, twelve different teachers, three schools communicating through emails and take home papers. Gotta love take home papers. Then there…… Continue reading Changing Lanes

The Bridge

Hey all, This week I wrote HERE for an awesome community of women here in KC. I’ve had various people ask if I wrote this with them in mind and I absolutely did..each of you…personally and specifically 😉 I’m hearing stories of people in seasons of new vision and calls to freedom like never before. Their…… Continue reading The Bridge

Hope for the Empty Shell

My kids are going to have memories of me pulling the car over to chase down photo opportunities of random flowers and trees, which I’m hoping doesn’t require too many hours of future counseling. I pray in their own way they realize the value in seeking and seeing beauty even in the most familiar places. The trees…… Continue reading Hope for the Empty Shell