Two Years

It’s been a wild ride so far. We were married six months when the Coronavirus hit. I am so thankful we had normalcy the entirety of our dating, engagement, wedding, and first six months of marriage! Praise the Lord! Getting used to being a wife and a brand new mom (to a four year old…

Holding on to Good

This last year and a half has been challenging to say the least. And there’s no end in sight. The world is upside down, emotions are high, and uncertainty is the only thing we can expect. I know I’m not the only one who gets anxious reading the latest headlines, so I thought a shift…

Worshiper

Everybody worships something. What is the thing you can’t stop thinking about? What is the subject you won’t stop talking about? For some seasons of life, it is natural to focus all our attention on new and exciting blessings such as a wedding or a baby! These things are all-encompassing for a time. They take…

Self-what?

I am beating myself up this morning because I caved and got a strawberry milkshake at Chick-Fila last night. That little voice is saying, kind of loudly, “Who are you to write about self-control?” Shut it, Devil. We are all works in progress. Just because we have not mastered something does not mean we haven’t…

Gentleness

I long to be gentle. As long as I’m still cleared for quick comebacks. And dad jokes. Once I ended a joke about the unsteady composition of a rocking chair with “cane just wasn’t able.” I know. It wasn’t funny then, either. I’m here all night! Tip your waiters and waitresses! Back to being gentle….

Love and Other Four Letter Words

If you surveyed one million people and asked them to define “love”, you’d probably get thousands of different answers. Love is a hard concept to pin down. It can be romantic or familial (but not both, people). It can suggest fluttery butterflies or a deep bond of friendship. It could be the contentedness of a…

If There Was No Light, They Couldn’t Throw Shade

I have never been so ready for Jesus to come back. Our culture is one where we fight for the “right” to exterminate our own children from our bodies. The enlightened among us let our children pick their gender, take irreversible hormone “therapy” and go in for elective surgery to butcher their bodies; all in…

Life and Laundry in Glen Allen

Something I have been terrified of for most of my adult life has become a reality. I’m married and parenting in the suburbs. Please send help. I grew up in the suburbs of Northern Virginia, and I hated it. Everyone seemed to live life on repeat: work, school, homework, tv, wash the cars, mow the…

Real Men Wear Pants

Today I am going to broach my most controversial blog topic yet.. Christian women, what if we let our husbands be the head of the home? I just made a weird sound in my throat. Because this one is hard for me. Try doing your own thing for thirty-nine years, marrying someone who wasn’t even…

Walking the Walk

This morning I texted my friend Debbie from the school parking lot after dropping off the little one. She was free, so I drove the short distance to her house and we did what we often do: walked and talked. We have a few differences, Debbie and I. Her children are grown, and she lived…