This weekend, I went out to dinner with my husband and our two lovies to celebrate an early Father's Day. Dex is slowly reaching the age where he can halfway be trusted in public, and Em is the world's easiest baby. So, naively, we chose a nicer family-friendly restaurant. Within 15 seconds of sitting in… Continue reading Making Space for Fatherhood
This week has been a bit of a hot mess. My thoughts have been scattered. I've started and discarded multiple post ideas. I had several goals to hit in my business that I either missed or had to work harder than expected to hit. Our moving in process is taking much longer than planned. My… Continue reading Enough is Enough, And You Are Enough
I call Heaven and earth to record this day against you, that I have set before you life and death, blessing and cursing: therefore choose life, that both thou and thy seed may live: Deuteronomy 30:19 If I was her Grandpa, I would be stinking proud of her. Rev. Martyn Ballestero I have no sure way… Continue reading Choosing Life, Speaking Grace
This post will be the first of a (hopefully!) biweekly feature post where we host women of wisdom, experience, or passionate faith to speak words of encouragement to our hearts. Grace Spoken Here is truly intended to be a community and a collection of many voices speaking hope and grace. And it's a great honor… Continue reading Testimony Recipe: 7 Steps to Blowing their Minds
1 But now thus saith the LORD that created thee, [...] Fear not: for I have redeemed thee, I have called thee by thy name; thou art mine. 2 When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee: when thou walkest through the fire,… Continue reading Fear Factor: 5 Steps to Challenging Fear and Walking in Purpose
Honesty is hard. It hurts. Vulnerability opens our hidden, secret places to critique and comment. But in a world of carefully edited social media highlight reels, honesty is desperately needed. Having committed to speaking grace, I must start with being honest. And though it's scary to admit where I've fallen short of my calling and… Continue reading Grace Given, Though He Knew I Would Fall
"Hey Mommy, can you do my marks?" His impish grin spreads ear to ear below a plastic Paw Patrol helmet (Chase, in case you wondered). A pajama top, drawers, and light-up tennis shoes complete the ensemble. We're not a particularly formal household. "Sure, bud! On your mark, get set, (dramatic pause) GO!" The helmet pops… Continue reading Comparison, the thief of Joy