Barbies, books, and Overboard – my sister and I used to dress up in our dance costumes and reenact the movie Overboard. True life. And that’s what I remember about long summer days as a kid. I remember VBS, of course, beach vacations, and Swim Camp for two summers once I got a little older;
Boobs. I feel like I should just go ahead and say the word so as to frighten away anyone whose delicate sensibilities might be offended by the discussion of them. Because I’m going to discuss them. They’re honestly a big part of my story. Now that that’s out of the way. I am a big
We stood looking at each other, sandwiched between the cold, white floors and stark, fluorescent lights of the airport. It was early – five thirty or six in the morning, maybe. I faced a coffee shop – positioned just behind my parents and my boyfriend. I shifted awkwardly from foot to foot in my red
I rise early, stir whipped cream into my coffee because we are out of half and half, and walk down to my messy office to meet Him. I am studying through the life of Jacob – because he is a man who wrestled HARD with God and became Israel – as in God’s chosen people.
So, remember how I read 7? Last Sunday, I started the Bible Study with a very fun, very diverse group of women. The intro of the study already has me digging deeper, preparing to have my heart scrubbed until its raw in some places. I know this is coming because my mind can scarcely rest
Do you ever have those days where you just returned from vacation and all you really want to do is vacate your responsibilities? I never understood this as a child – how my parents were so exhausted after we got back from vacation. I mean, all they did was read while we were there. My
Ah, my dear Sweet Rolls. How I do love thee – my community and my encouragement and my accountability and my laughter-til-tears. Truly, I do. And they love me, too. And each other a lot, which makes all of it work out so very nicely. After the miscarriages, I took a break from leading the
Just so you know, when I married Josh the plan was for him to be an engineer. An engineer turned into a math teacher shortly after that. I was totally on board with either option. But occupational ministry…you have GOT to be kidding me. I’ve been working through this one for, say, 5-ish years. From
I’ve decided to start a series. There is no schedule for the series, but The Hunk shared something with me the other night about the struggles of another pastor’s wife and I said, “Well, I wish someone would say that out loud! It’d make me feel a whole lot more normal!” This is me saying
Miss Marilee Parker Blackwell and a few goodies for her room. I have more big news and a Promised Land reflection comin’ your way later this week. For now you can just marvel at Marilee’s sweet little profile if you want! Love y’all like crazy!