A marriage is not about a wedding day but a lifetime of shared days and hours, minutes and experiences. It is about friendship, companionship, compromise and selflessness. It is a long term togetherness in all things. Choosing someone to marry is choosing the person you want to spend the rest of your life compromising… Continue reading Thoughts on Marriage
I went to a small, conservative Christian college. A place where marriage by graduation was not just “encouraged” among students it was flat out encouraged. During one of my first freshman orientation events the then dean of students used a phrase that has become famous on that campus, “look to your left, look… Continue reading I Found My Spot
For the first two months of our marriage we slept on the floor on a futon mattress that my new husband had pulled out of a dumpster at our college. Our home was furnished with a ragtag collection of furniture given by our parents, bought with money from our wedding, and left by the previous… Continue reading On a Mattress On the Floor
It happened again. We made plans. Plans that we were completely at peace with. Plans that seemed comfortable and right. Just two short weeks ago I was sure we were moving. And then God turned those plans upside down. We were going to move back to the U.S. in June. We were looking at houses… Continue reading It Happened Again
One little blessing sleeping peacefully next to me in bed. One little blessing in a hospital bed getting a colonoscopy, while Daddy waits patiently outside. One life in Mexico filled with adventure, unique experiences, blessings and 5 years of growth to look back on. One life in the United States to be dreamed about, anticipated,… Continue reading Morning Prayers
Faster than a sippy cup plummeting to the floor. More powerful than two rambunctious little boys barreling straight into his chest. Able to reach things on the highest shelf without the aid of a stool. This is the man I married, the reason I have two amazing little boys, the one who brings me sanity… Continue reading Our Superhero
Spilled milk, but not spilled tempers. That’s what I’m praying for today. The milk will spill. The the kids will whine. Exhaustion will set in and patience will run short. But in the midst of it all I’m praying for grace. Grace to slow down and think… Continue reading When Life Spills Over
