New Year, New Blog…

It looks different around here and there’s a reason for that. I needed a change. So I made one. I am now writing at Toil and Joy and will be there for the foreseeable future. This space has served me well, but as it goes, all things change eventually. Feel free to follow me over

Those Who Speak Honey Trust God…

These are outrageous times; prone to invoke rage. I recently had a friend post a picture of a news article on facebook. She was outraged by the article and was calling for a boycott. This is what the article said “Bibles Pulled from Barnes and Noble for the outdated idea that all humans are made

Misplaced Fear In A Pandemic World…

This morning whatever wheels that were keeping our quarantine homeschooling moving forward effectively fell off. And the cart crashed. And went up in flames. Smoke is still rising. Yesterday began week 4 of this new form of school and week 6 of isolation, so I suppose a collision was inevitable. And it seems far from

Accompany Your Toil With Joy This Year…

The rain is pounding the pavement at the moment. It’s getting darker outside. And much, much wetter as well. My daughter has just poked her head into my room as I write and blew a New Years Eve gold and silver horn. She’s skipping over to my bed where our cat Maybe is sleeping peacefully.

In Response To John MacArthur and Jen Hatmaker…

The evangelical world can be ugly.  And this week has unearthed some of that ugliness right before the eyes of the church and beyond. I wish it wasn’t like this. But it is and will always be.  For those of you unaware, a video clip of famous leader and preacher John MacArthur has gone viral

To The Drained Mom A Week Before Christmas…

There is a commercial that comes on all the time that sends a chill up my spine every time I see it. The scene is of a woman giving herself (in many forms) a pep-talk about how she can do it all. She can get everything done for Christmas because its up to her to

The Murky Wave Of Annual Grief…

November… Creeping in I start to sense a greater weakness of spirit. I’m more tired and less active. I get lost in thought and my emotions get quicker than usual. I blame it on the weather or work, or the kids or whatever seems like a relevant answer in the moment. It’s November, which marks

Oh Death, Where Is Your Sting? – Halloween Thoughts…

Every year is the same. October hits, and every store on the planet pulls out its most silly and disgusting Halloween decorations which in turn forces me to explain to my children about the reality of both death and evil, yet again. We have these conversations throughout the year, of course, also. But this time

When Jesus Hands You The Spectrum…

A couple of weekend’s ago my family was at a birthday party where my nine-year old son was triggered by a wasp. Being terrified of wasps, he ran towards me screaming and crying. He ran past 4 year olds more composed than himself, and their wondering parents as well. At first I was embarrassed, I

The Light Stand’s In The Place Of Darkness…

As we approach Easter, it’s important to focus our hearts on the cross again. Often, I’ll intentionally observe lent, choosing to abstain from certain things that take my eyes off Christ. This year has been challenging though. I suppose it’s a spirit is willing, flesh is weak, type situation. I want to, I really do. But