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Freedom, Sweet Freedom

Freedom, Sweet Freedom

Freedom Freedom, sweet freedom. It’s one of the things we most crave as humans. We will fight for it. Die for it. And, yet, do we really understand what it means? When I was young there were times when I felt very unfree. I felt controlled. By the rules and the expectations. I longed to be accountable to no one. Nothing. To just do what I wanted to do when I wanted to do it. I felt sure my soon co ...[Read More]

Come with Me to the Water

Come with Me to the Water

Come with me to the water, friends. Come with me. This simple statement has echoed in my mind this past week. Over and over, this rhythm of words has hummed through my soul, and this idea of water and washing has pulled me deeper into the Word and placed you on my heart. Water heals and cleanses and purifies, yes? It washes away the dirt and grime, removing the ugly and the nasty and the dirt.  &# ...[Read More]

The Weight Battle

The Weight Battle

Kingdom value and the scales. I wish there was a ‘before and after’ for what lies inside. For our hearts. For our minds. For our courage. For the brave. This weekend I went to the beach with a dear friend and as the sun set we were taking pictures and we just took a picture. Just like that. I didn’t think anything about it. And I was wearing my swimsuit. And this was a big deal for me. It may soun ...[Read More]

Giants and Battles and Spies, Oh My

Giants and Battles and Spies, Oh My

I’m always blown away by the physical things the Lord uses to remind me of His love and faithfulness. Let me give you an example. I’m an Ambassador for the fabulous Fair Trade company,  Noonday. We partner with twenty-nine artisan businesses in twelve countries around the world. Think Uganda, Haiti, Peru, Vietnam, Ethiopia, Guatemala, and more. Here’s the thing, friends. These crazy amazing men an ...[Read More]

Throwing Stones and Roasting Pigs: The Art of Letting Go

Throwing Stones and Roasting Pigs: The Art of Letting Go

I live in a pretty incredible place. Who am I kidding? Alaska is STUNNING. No day is identical, and every day has the potential to be an adventure. The wildlife is crazy impressive. (Round of applause for no snakes or roaches!) Our summer sun never sets, and we’ve got mountains and glaciers and islands and rivers and ocean and volcanoes. And did I mention our lovely June and July temps? Who doesn’ ...[Read More]

No More Excuses, Y’all

No More Excuses, Y’all

Ain’t nobody got time for a wreck. Slow it down. I discovered this small slice of practical advice plastered on every electronic safety billboard hovering over this stretch of interstate in Tennessee. I’d love to shake the hand of the person who typed that little nugget of truth into the state system. Bravo, my friend. Your humor is on point. My family of four is currently 1,000 miles into a 6,700 ...[Read More]

You’re Wrong, Dr. Seuss

You’re Wrong, Dr. Seuss

Dear Dr. Seuss and my friends in Cyberspace, My cousin gave me your book Oh! The Places You’ll Go! when I graduated from Lafayette High School in 1994. (Yes. I’m old. But forty is fun, ladies.) I loved it. I read it to my classroom kids when I graduated college and became a teacher. I’ve read it countless times over the years to my children. In the past, I’ve even shared it with university s ...[Read More]

Accountability Hurts, Right?

Accountability Hurts, Right?

My mama always told my sister and me to keep it real. Keep it real, girls. Don’t pretend. Don’t cover up. Don’t hide. First off, being a woman is stinkin’ hard. Don’t get me wrong. I’m all for funky toenail polish, amazing Target deals, and a good pair of earrings, but man. Some days stink. Am I right? Honestly. Some weeks being a woman following hard after Jesus is just plumb exhausting. More oft ...[Read More]

Hallelujah for Clean Toilets and Pure Hearts

Hallelujah for Clean Toilets and Pure Hearts

So apparently April 7th is National No Housework Day. All women everywhere are shouting “Hallelujah!” and lounging about in their jammies eating ice cream. I am celebrating by not making my bed and ignoring the dishes in the sink. Let the good times roll, eh? Let’s be real. Cleaning house is one giant pain in the keister. It steals time I’m not eager to lose, requires valuable energy I’d rather sp ...[Read More]

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