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  • being real,  parenting,  relationships,  women's issues

    How giving birth taught me about the last supper

    I don’t talk too much here about parenting or family stuff…maybe I should? I don’t know that I’m ready to expose you to all that CRAZY just yet. (Insert emoji hyperventilating into a brown paper bag. Do they have that one yet???!!!) Don’t even act like parenting is easy. I have four. It’s a serious trip to the looney bin. EVERY. DAY. BUT, today I’m letting you into that world… This week, we’ve been talking a lot about Easter. I’ve found myself saying things like, no you can’t have the ginormous chocolate bunny, no we’re not dying eggs in your Easter clothes and  YES, for the love of all things…

  • being real,  church stuff,  people like you,  relationships,  walking in love

    When we feel left out – how to find courage and stand tall

    As I sat down to write, I rehearsed all the times I’ve felt like the odd man out…..uhhhggg. Not my favorite trip down memory lane. I had this idea when I was younger that when I got older, my adult friends wouldn’t act like that – because they would be grown-ups. And certainly grown-ups would be better. Yeah. Hellooooo adulthood and all your rude awakenings. DARN YOU. But, as I would learn, this fear of being left out isn’t something we will ever out-grow. Because the need to be included is a primal instinct. Throughout history, “being included” was a vital part of survival. In tribal communities, being left out…

  • walking in love

    The gospel of Trump – it isn’t working

    Like many Americans, I’ve watched this politically charged season on the edge of my seat. I’m not one to speak out much on politics. I make my voice heard in the polls, but outside of that I tend to stay pretty quiet. However, in the world of social media, no matter how much you try to avoid the political tension, you can’t. It screams. LOUDLY. You scroll through social media and see posts on: women’s rights, immigration issues, health care, LGBTQ equality, etc. And people are MAD. REALLY MAD. Now before you decide where I’m headed with this post, let me just say, this is not a commentary on my…

  • being real,  church stuff,  walking in love

    4 Reasons Christians are Depressed

    I have some history with anxiety and depression. But, they haven’t just affected me – I’ve learned to detect them behind pained smiles, hurting eyes and in surface conversations. But, before we go any further, let me first make one thing clear: if you suffer from anxiety or depression, this is NOT another Christian blog trying to tell you that you don’t have enough faith, aren’t reading the Bible enough or that you aren’t praying enough. There will be none of that nonsense here. You, my friend, are deeply loved and have landed in welcome company. The Huffington Post released an article with statistics stating that 350,000,000 people across the…

  • apparently I'm a new person,  being real,  church stuff

    6 Questions. How to know if people think you’re judgmental

    No Christian believes they are judgmental. The problem is, 9 times out of 10, the outside world sees them as just that. So, the question becomes, Why do most evangelical Christians not perceive themselves as judgmental? And, what exactly in their behavior screams they are? Oddly enough, I’ve been on both sides of this equation. And, to be completely honest with you, I’ve often landed more on the side of being judged than the one doing the judging. Yet (due to my every-time-the-church-doors-are-open-we-go-to-church upbringing) I get the reasoning behind the one doing the judging. So, I find myself uniquely qualified to attempt an answer to this question. But, instead of…

  • church stuff,  women's issues

    Why Jesus would march

    WOW. Scrolling through social media today, I feel like I’ve been on a roller coaster. First of all, I am a woman (so clearly I am pro-women) secondly, I’m a Christian. I’ve never felt the two worlds collide so much…but I’m not incredibly surprised. Our country has made huge strides in women’s rights. We’ve proven that women can work just as hard and climb just as far as men can in nearly any field. Women flock to the US for these rights. It’s awesome. I’m freaking proud of America and how far we’ve come. Yet, as a Christian nation, one filled with evangelical believers, I find that we have a…

  • being real

    An open letter to my readers

    I’m curled up under blankets typing this to you: my readers. This letter is long over due and my heart is literally bursting at the seams as I type this. If you were here, we’d be snuggled up on the couch, drinking coffee, sharing our stories. But, since the internet world is what connects us, this letter will have to do. So, here you go. Here’s my heart. This life is hard (can I get an amen??). Like gut punch kind of hard. Many of you have shared bits and pieces of your stories with me and there are times I sit behind my screen with tears streaming down my…

  • being real,  relationships

    When relationships hurt

    I’m not a huge Proverbs reader. Just gonna be honest about that. (Probably should be. It is the book on wisdom after all. Sheesh) REGARDLESS, I was thumbing through it today and happened upon this verse: through love and faithfulness, sin is atoned for….(Prov 16:6) Years ago, I would’ve read that through the Jesus lens and just said, that’s how Jesus loves me. Remembering I’m a sinner, he saved me, super glad for my ticket to heaven and I would’ve moved on. (I get that that may sound a bit sac relig – not my heart – BUT LISTEN. I’ve been in church my entire life, so after years and…

  • being real

    We have permission to FEEL.

    I had A DAY. Like, one of those days where EVERYTHING IN FREAKING THE UNIVERSE THAT COULD GO WRONG, DOES. Yeah. It sucked. It was a day where my heart ached so deep, that I didn’t know if I could bear the weight of it. A day where old wounds mixed with new ones, served on a plate full of insecurity and self-doubt. A day when everything inside of me screamed to crawl inward (with a tub of ice cream) and not come out again – like ever. Yet, the older I get, the more I learn to embrace the idea to expect that life will be hard. But, it…

  • being real

    Let shame die already.

    No matter how perfect we appear on the outside, no matter how put together our lives seem – we all are helplessly living imperfect lives. GOOD LORD IS THIS TRUE. None of us are what we wish we were. None of our stories are only written with highlighted, proud, happy chapters. All of us carry chapters we want to hide. Bits and pieces of our soul that feel so unlovely, so imperfect so darn shame filled that we want to slam them shut and never speak of them again. I wish this were one of those blogs where I could present myself as perfectly holy. Where I could stand before…