• Blog,  Faith,  Fear,  Loss,  Motherhood

    Finding the Overflow

    How many times has your mind jumped to the worst possible solution when a problem arises? You notice pain in your stomach, and your first instinct is to go to Google, and it convinces you that you have some sort of cancer or major ailment? When your child wakes up with a fever, does your mind instantly go to the fact that they have the most rare form of an infection or virus? Or you look down and see you’ve missed a call from your boss, and your mind automatically goes to the fact that you must be in trouble for something? If I’m being honest, this is me like…

  • Blog,  Faith,  Holy Spirit,  Hope,  Loss,  Pain

    Identify Lies By Using The Fruits!

      Not too long ago, I was having a conversation with a friend who also happens to be a counselor and educator at a Christian university, and she reminded me to cross-check my thoughts with Galatians 5:22-23 before I reacted to them. Galatians 5:22-23 says, “But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. There is no law against these things!” (NLT) You see, our beliefs cause a thought, which leads to an emotion and causes an action. If our belief isn’t from the fruits of the Spirit, the entire process results in a tailspin of emotions,…

  • Holy Spirit,  Hope,  Loss,  Pain

    Reflections of Her

    Over the course of the last year, my three-year-old son has befriended an imaginary person. You may think that doesn’t seem too unusual; I mean, many preschool-aged children go through periods of having an imaginary friend. This, however, is no run-of-the-mill imaginary person. This is the woman my son calls “Grandma.“ “Grandma” sounds like an extraordinary woman, to hear my son talk of her—which is constantly. Initially, my husband and I chalked this up as a temporary phase, and, as most phases go, we didn’t expect this one would last too long. First, we made sure that he wasn’t referencing one of his actual grandmothers, which he assured us he…

  • Blog,  Divorce,  Faith,  Fear,  Hope,  Loss,  Parenting

    Good Grief: Finding Hope At The End Of my Rope…

    As I sit in the cool night air, I am struck by the peace and calm of the insects singing all around me. This night seems to be in stark contrast to many of the nights that appeared to repeat in slight variations over the years. Grief is funny that way, and though I tried my best to ignore it both growing up and as an adult, the sadness of stolen moments just wouldn’t let me go. I know that every human being who has lived any significant amount of time will have experienced grief at some point. It always fascinates me how some people seem to heal quickly with…