Building Grateful Nests Rooted in Him
Yesterday morning as I was fixing lunches for the day, I had one of those moments of panic when you think you might have forgotten to do something super important. Like… take the final exam in your last class in college, pay a bill, renew your driver’s license. Or maybe feed your children dinner. You
Not sure how you handle overwhelming days, but I self-soothe with HGTV. Yesterday, I came home after some Christmas shopping, wet from running to my car in the rain, popped a bag of genetically modified microwave popcorn coated in some butter-tasting chemicals no one can actually pronounce and should absolutely be banned by the FDA,
The mat in the guest bathroom sparkles. Several weeks ago, I discovered gold glittered nail polish on the bathroom tile. Of course, no one claimed to know a single thing about it. “What? I didn’t do it!” “IT WASN’T ME!” Woodlin creatures. Okay, well, must have been those Woodlin creatures sneaking into the house again. This
So fess up, did you buy a lottery ticket? Because I confess, we did. A few. More than a couple, less than several, and certainly not a lot. Just enough to have fun. Enough to help us dream about what it would be like to have more money than we could possibly spend and how
I am now, “Are you taking your calcium supplements?” Years Old. Did y’all know that was a thing? Because it kinda snuck up on me like my kid coming into my bedroom in stealth ninja mode to wake me up by staring me down from the vast distance of three inches from my face. THAT
Well, October arrived. In a flash of 90-degree heat, neighbors, and National Night Out glory. We had a lot of food, a lot of kids not paying attention to how close they were to the storm drain, and a lot of mosquitoes who went to bed drunk that night. I saw some article floating around
I like Peter. He messes up, puts his foot in his mouth, swears he won’t do something and then does just that. He gets to walk on the water with Jesus and still sinks because He takes his eyes off of Him. He got it all right and all wrong at the same time. Peter
During our drive home to spend the long weekend in Alabama, our car hit 140,000 miles. The car turned ten this year although we bought it second-hand after Saffron was born. Over the eight years we’ve owned her (because she’s clearly a girl), our children have managed to make a royal mess out of her
Happy Gratitude Season! Summer has faded, the pool towels are packed away and in their place, school backpacks and lunch boxes get packed instead. We have rolled sweetly into Fall and the super special time of year, Gratitude Season. Pumpkins (and pumpkin spice), Fall Festivals, Thanksgiving, and Christmas all wrapped together in one glorious season where
Several years ago, I realized my life was full of voices repeating the same things. Over and over and over again. The people in my world looked like me, talked like me, spent their money like me, worshiped like me, dressed like me, voted like me. My life was parched dry with the daily bread of