I’ll never forget the day I missed my oldest daughter rolling over for the first time. My precious baby was in good hands, of course. My mother-in-law was watching her downstairs in our living room while I worked upstairs, futilely trying to run a nonprofit from my home office right after giving birth to my…
When I look back at my thirty-three years of life, at first glance it seems as though everything I’ve ever wanted has been granted to me: my marriage, my children, my home, my career, and even my friendships. Yet none of these deepest desires of my heart came without a period of waiting and struggle…
For many weeks this summer, God bombarded me with thoughts about water. Over and over, I pondered its power to clean and refresh along with its power to destroy and decimate. I noticed a message about water in nearly every book I read, every song I heard, and every Bible passage on which I meditated….
My five-year-old daughter begins kindergarten this month. This means my cautious, anxiety-prone, oldest child starts a new adventure in a new school building with new friends and a new teacher. For the first time, she’ll be away from her little sister and away from me for six hours a day, five days a week. She…
