I was up for my two hour jaunt last night. It’s a thing that, with this pregnancy, happens about once a week. I’ve come to embrace it and since, now, I’m no longer fighting nausea for those two hours, I am using it to reflect and pray. I am soaking up the quiet while simultaneously
Category: Self Reflection
Walk before Him
I find myself astounded – again. In some swift miracle, I am Emily again. I am eating chips and cooking dinner and dancing in the kitchen with my man. I am marveling at my girls and considering God’s Word. And a week ago I was still in the trenches of “just get through the day.”
Confessions
I thought I’d do a little bit of everything sort of post. All I can promise is that it will be truthful…and maybe a little sloppy. Read at your own risk. 1. There are so many things about motherhood I am deeply moved by – desperately in love with. Like watching Adelle’s heart unfold in
The Truth About Being a Pastor’s Wife: When Sharing Is Hard
I have grown into this pastor’s wife gig. I recently heard another pastor’s wife say, “I just worry about being me and nothing else.” I felt like that was really good advice, and I think that I am coming much closer to having that sort of attitude. I don’t notice the loneliness like I used
A God Who Makes Room: Part 1
I went to the meeting. The announcement had stirred me – not many things stir me like that, you know? The way your heart leaps and your soul leans in because you know what they’re saying matters. So I asked my man if he’d like to go with me to the interest meeting. He was
I Wrestle: Part 2
Yesterday, over coffee and catch-up with one of my dearest friends, Michal Lynn, she recounted a conversation with our other friend Christin. It went like this: Michal Lynn: God keeps telling me to study the book of Hosea. Christin: Oh! That’s what I’m about to start in my chronological Bible! Michal Lynn: [Eye roll] Well, great! Christin:
I wrestle.
Do you ever get a thing in your head? And you can’t stop thinking about it, reaching for it, begging God to make it happen? It even feels like it is the thing that WILL happen, but you don’t know when? And you have learned not to really trust your feelings anyway because they are
Justice. Mercy. Humility. Love.
I am going to rant a little in this post. Sorry, but I’m over it. All of it. I am all for staying relevant and understanding our culture. Truly. But I am sick and dang tired of hearing shouts and outcries in the negative. “Miley is crazy,” “Stop the mommy wars,” “Obama is a tyrant,”
Make Space for Slow
I rise early, stir whipped cream into my coffee because we are out of half and half, and walk down to my messy office to meet Him. I am studying through the life of Jacob – because he is a man who wrestled HARD with God and became Israel – as in God’s chosen people.
The Currency of Knowing Him More
I assumed blog silence some weeks ago. Around that same time, I embarked upon a Bible-reading break. It wasn’t on purpose or for any specific reason. A wonky thyroid making me so tired that to wake up at 6 am for some time with Jesus was very nearly a physical impossibility. My David Bible study ending,