5 tips for fostering your marriage in motherhood
I’ll never forget our first date. Clay had me create a playlist, and we walked down the 3rd Street Promenade listening to it. He slipped his hand into mine for the very first time....
the wilderness of singleness & the promise to come
It’s messy. The whole does-he-like-me-does-he-not-like-me saga of singleness. The constant questioning of how much to put yourself out there vs. wait to be pursued. The getting-your-hopes-up-only-to-be-let-down-once-again. I’ll never forget the moment walking back down...
when confusion leads to compromise
// the mistake so many of us make in dating and the better path of God’s best design // How many of us have stayed in relationships we shouldn’t be in, settled for behaviors...
5 practices to help your marriage thrive
Divorce is not even a word in Clay’s and my marriage vocabulary. And yet I don’t just want a marriage that survives; I want a marriage that thrives. I have a lot of growth...
chocolatey crunch detox smoothie
Chocolate and detox in the same recipe title? You better believe it! This smoothie tastes like a chocolate milkshake and is full of only healthy ingredients. There’s no better time than a new year...
from tragedy to hope
Dang This Is Us—it gets me every time. But this time, specifically with the plot line of a pregnancy with twins. It’s really tough to watch. I think of those twins we lost. My...
from overachiever to overwhelmed by God’s love
I’m a recovering overachiever. My whole life I have, for some reason, thought I had to earn, prove, and produce. (Of course this was unconscious.) I’ve believed the lie that I have to earn...
do justice, love mercy, walk humbly
I don’t need to tell you we are in a dark time. You don’t need reminding our world is a dark place. In these days surrounding an election with two less-than-perfect options, following a...
not right now
// on giving others time to grieve // Our miscarriage was the deepest, darkest place of grief I have ever known. There were people who wanted to “help me along” in my grieving, to...
Give It a Day
We’re in quite a different place than we were last October (see below!) Baby girl’s walking and talking, not spitting up and blowing out. We often only see the highlight photos of motherhood on...
30-year-old virgin
I was a 30-year-old virgin on my wedding day. It’s a fact the world would tell me to hide, but it’s a truth I long to proclaim–not in pride for my purity, but to...
