When we were house hunting several years ago, I had a list of wants (naturally): Somehow in the crazy uptick of people moving to Nashville, our realtor checked all the boxes and made it happen! We put in an offer after seeing what’s now our current home for 15 minutes. (I actually saw the house…
Tag: Remembering
And the Winner Is…
What is it about humans that love a label? I think we go through life picking up scraps that someone has said about us or maybe how we’ve experienced ourselves in contradiction to something we’ve read – however it happens, it sticks with us and just like that, we’re labeled. The label I’d given myself…
Open Mouths, Open Hands
My husband and I always catch flashes of red flying through the green canopy in our backyard. “We must have a cardinal nest around here,” he said. We must. I’m not complaining. After my grandparents passed, it always warmed our hearts to see the red birds flying with their muted female counterparts and landing on…
Waiting Without a Map
When I was in middle school, my childhood friend and I piled in the backseat of her parents’ car and set off toward Disney World. I remember them pulling out a large book of maps from the seat pocket behind them to locate where we were and start calling hotels on the route ahead for…
‘Tis the Season for a Love Story
I grew up in a Southern Baptist church, where my dad was a deacon and my mom sang in the choir. I remember sitting by myself, drawing with my best friend, or taking a nap in those Louisiana pews. I learned the Bible early – all the stories and the “right” things to say. I…
Week Five of The 100-Day Project
This post is a transcription of the Starting with a Song Podcast, S3Ep6: Week Five of #The100DayProject Week Five. Can you believe it? Now that we’re in the ballpark of Day 30, I’m remembering my first attempt at The 100-Day Project two years ago… and I actually quit around this time. It feels like a…
Bolstering Hope
I’m seeing connections between my personal learning and real world experience. People need people.
May everyone be so blessed to have someone listen and really hear them. May everyone be so blessed to have someone say they want to walk with them through the hard stuff. May everyone be so blessed to find, through the actions of others, that they’re not alone.
Stacking Stones
There are some days where I feel physically helpless, but I can pinpoint the exact moment when I was brought back to life. I have the receipts. I’ve stacked stones in the river. Even sitting in this pain, I can return and rejoice because I remember why God is good.
Presence Not Withheld
I tend to avoid New Year resolutions, but I do want to continue living here in this heart posture: just as I have been promised, so will I try to extend.
Keep the Receipts
It was one year ago today that everything changed. We were putting in a full day of work and training a new employee. We attended an event that evening… and an hour after we left, the building and surrounding neighborhoods were hit with tornadoes. Mere weeks later, the country quarantined from COVID. Everything was different….
A Liviting Life 