you are not a victim of your love story
You are not a victim of your love story. ⠀⠀ There is a misconception called “falling in love.”⠀ We don’t simply “fall in love”; we *choose* love. Because we choose who we enter into...
He is who He says He is
I stood in the shower and sobbed as the following words resounded in my mind: “He is who He says He is.” He carried me through that 18 hour labor and delivered me to...
little fingers
Her little fingers wrap ever so gently around mine.⠀ I inhale deeply and exhale as a wave of euphoria flows through my body.⠀ These moments—these still moments in the darkness of early morning, the...
the prayers He didn’t answer
“And when God finally reveals His strange and mysterious ways, it will drop us to our knees in worship. We will thank Him for the prayers He did answer. We’ll also thank Him for...
appreciation over comparison: part 2
This is a continuation of my last post on appreciation over comparison.⠀ My wise hubby recently said as we were discussing the topic, “When we compare, we elevate ourself; when we appreciate, we elevate...
appreciation over comparison
I wake up. I see the dishes drying that he did after we were asleep last night. I see the exercise ball he bounced her on so I could finish my dinner. And my...
the one thing I hope she always knows.
Noelle.⠀ Mama. My first nickname for you.⠀ Noellie Ellie.⠀ My warrioress.⠀ My little monkey.⠀ No No.⠀ My squishy baby.⠀ Pookie Bear. Pook. My Pook.⠀ My sweet girl. ⠀ My little bambino.⠀ Of all the...
on God’s love for us
I learn a lot about God’s love through her. She hasn’t accomplished anything for me, and yet I love her deeply. She hasn’t proven anything to me, and yet I am so proud. I...
a prayer on the path
Dear God, Powerful Creator—the One who created me to do great things for your kingdom, Teach me your ways Let me walk in your will Fill my mind with your Word, my heart with...
the holy work of motherhood
As I held her in the early hours of the morning, I thought to myself, “This is holy work.” I laid her down. She stirred and fussed. So I picked her back up and...
the night sky
March 11, 2015. He walked me to the door. We stopped on the sidewalk and gazed up at those rarely bright Santa Monica stars. And he asked me to be his girlfriend. Three weeks...
