For Your Weekend

I crave Saturday morning – reading words in the darkness while the coffee steams and the children sleep and my soul wakes up to the world. These words – the ones you’ve written in the past, the ones picked out here, the ones you will only write after...

Because I am Loved

Happy to welcome my friend Lysa TerKeurst to the blog today. Years ago, Lysa encouraged me to write without showing even a hint of doubt that I could. She believed in me before I had the courage to believe in myself. I’m thankful for the way her kindness, generosity,...

This is Not How I Pictured Jerusalem

My clogs and I have walked some foreign roads this summer. I’m still a little jet-lagged from my latest trip – a little weary and teary, a little wondering how to carry all the new experiences, new friendships, and difficult realizations with me into my...

For Your Weekend

You guys! I’ve been away from the blog for a few weeks now and am finally getting back into the swing. This image above? I took it last week in the Garden of Gethsemane. Yes, the very one. I’m grateful for the opportunity to see where Jesus was born,...