We devalue prayer a bit like we devalue motherhood. We don’t see prayer as an accomplishment in itself. In the same way that being a Mom isn’t often viewed as a “real job”, prayer isn’t a “real solution”.

I'm rebranding overwhelmed to overflowing. I'm using recognition and gratitude as my tools.

God wants to do a new thing, I have to let go of my expectations to receive His plans.

Slow the tide of the Christmas season that threatens to drown you in holiday cheer!

I've got a secret... my new book comes out March 4th and I want to invite you for a sneak peak.

I am so terrible at moving into a new season that even my flowers are having trouble. I’ve got hydrangeas blooming in fall.

If you want to hear from God, maybe pick up your actual Bible this week. Start building a habit of actually knowing what God said.

Momentum for motherhood can be found in grace. I've decided to let myself take in some deep breaths of God's grace for my motherhood.

Instead of letting the world influence your thoughts and decisions, let prayer influence your thoughts and decisions. Instead of letting...

We picture abiding as cozy chair and cup of coffee, sitting with God in the quiet. We have to get up and take God with us into the struggle.

Holding life with open hands takes practice. I'll be practicing it until my last breath

Days trick us into thinking we have more time or less time. We have to stop looking at them and look at God for our plans.

I feel like time is breathing down my neck and etching "I was here", on my face. I need rapid wrinkle repair. Okay that sentence is fun...

Dear God, sometimes I can't let things go. I want to hold onto Your gifts, like You aren't going to give again. Forgive me ...

Looking forward from 45 is not as fun as it was when I was looking forward from 18. There are less events on the horizon that seem...

Today is the beginning of Lent, which means Easter is right around the bend. Easter is my favorite holiday hands-down! I have a challenge...

Give yourself a minute. Process Christmas because it's always a mixture of beautiful and hard, lovely and hustle. We don't let ourselves...

Summer is fading and I’m desperate to make her last. My Enneagram one self, even though I try not to show her that much in public, feels...

the rhythm of making sourdough is teaching me about the rhythm of my heart with God's.

The times I seem to need this most are the ones I don’t stop to do it. I just put my head down and try to fight through the blurry. Why??