Fifty-one years ago, Martin Luther King Jr stood in front of the Lincoln Memorial and boldly declared “I have a dream!” What followed was a prophesy, a battle plan, a path for others to follow. In the face of racism and oppression, MLK shared his heart and his hope: I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with …
I want to be more intentional in how I live these next 365 days. I want to be more intentional in how I interact with my husband–loving, supporting, and dreaming with him. I want to be more intentional in how I spend time with my daughter and create memories that I can look back on fondly. I want to be …
I roamed the shoe aisle, slightly overwhelmed by the assortment of colors and options. Who knew there were so many decisions involved in picking a shoe? Someone bumped into me as they tried to fit through the narrow box-lined corridor. Gee, I thought to myself. The least they could do is say “excuse me” before running over someone like that. …
Father, Forgive me for carelessness, for going about my day without a second thought about my brothers and sisters who are struggling to survive. For grimacing at the mac and cheese when those little boys and girls are eating mud pies. For looking away from the Book beckoning me on my kitchen table when men and women are desperate for …
How was your time in Philippians 2 last week? God had a rather… smelly lesson prepared for me. (For those of you with olfactory sensitivities, I apologize in advance.) Have you ever scrubbed poop out of a onesie? It’s not a pretty sight… or smell… or feel! In fact, it’s offensive to all five senses! (Nope, I didn’t taste it; but …
