So, remember how I read 7? Last Sunday, I started the Bible Study with a very fun, very diverse group of women. The intro of the study already has me digging deeper, preparing to have my heart scrubbed until its raw in some places. I know this is coming because my mind can scarcely rest

I read 7, and I knew it would begin. I knew because I’d been dodging it – gingerly stepping left and then right, hopping forward and then back, trying my hardest to avoid the awareness that I am living in a sort of materialistic, selfish gluttony in virtually every area of my life. I knew that

Do you ever have those days where you just returned from vacation and all you really want to do is vacate your responsibilities? I never understood this as a child – how my parents were so exhausted after we got back from vacation. I mean, all they did was read while we were there. My

Ah, my dear Sweet Rolls. How I do love thee – my community and my encouragement and my accountability and my laughter-til-tears. Truly, I do. And they love me, too. And each other a lot, which makes all of it work out so very nicely. After the miscarriages, I took a break from leading the

Just so you know, when I married Josh the plan was for him to be an engineer. An engineer turned into a math teacher shortly after that. I was totally on board with either option. But occupational ministry…you have GOT to be kidding me. I’ve been working through this one for, say, 5-ish years. From

I’ve decided to start a series. There is no schedule for the series, but The Hunk shared something with me the other night about the struggles of another pastor’s wife and I said, “Well, I wish someone would say that out loud! It’d make me feel a whole lot more normal!” This is me saying

Miss Marilee Parker Blackwell and a few goodies for her room. I have more big news and a Promised Land reflection comin’ your way later this week. For now you can just marvel at Marilee’s sweet little profile if you want! Love y’all like crazy!

Let’s go ahead and address the sno-cone issue. It produced quite a response from all you gals! Let me say that it IS ridiculous that they don’t sell sno-cones here. It has baffled me for the nearly 4 summers that I’ve lived in this blazing hot city. In Florida, of all places, why wouldn’t someone

It’s make-you-crazy scary to do the thing that failed…twice…last year and hold on to hope that this one will be different. Every month about 3 days before my monthly check up I start to enter the certifiable zone, analyzing every movement or lack thereof – every symptom – every possible indication of the baby’s well

For the past several days, I’ve been feeling a little antsy. And Miss Magnificent and I, as much as we are in love, needed a break from each other’s faces. No shame in that. My hunk, being the super hero that he is, volunteered to hang out with our girl for the afternoon so that