There’s a wheelchair parked in my parents’ dining room. One I never thought my mom would need at age 60. There’s a curly haired toddler sitting in it, smiling back at me. He is a good and complex God. I don’t know why God hasn’t healed Mom yet. I just knew He would heal her…
Be the benefit of the doubt you want.
Start with the benefit of the doubt. Start with believing she’s trying her best. Start with grace. The way she hurt you probably says more about what she’s carrying than how she feels about you. She didn’t see you because she can’t see past her pain. She rejected you because somebody rejected her. She didn’t…
I married a backseat driver.
We all can list certain characteristics that make it a wee bit harder to love certain people. And if you say that you can’t list any annoying characteristics and that you love everything about everyone, then you better get your rump out of here now because your pants are on fire. Three characteristics that sometimes…
Right place, right time.
I’m here to rally for the person feeling stuck in the waiting. God has given you a glimpse of something He has for you. And if God said it, it’s as good as done; it’s only a matter of time. But you’re getting antsy and flexing your muscles and spinning your wheels trying to strong-arm…
You be you.
Do you ever get in the thick of an embarrassing situation and play it off like you intended it to go down that way? Yeah. Me too. Last week, my mom ride was in the shop, so I drove my husband’s car. My hubby’s car is sportier than my kid wagon, so I was feeling…
Dear Mom, I see Jesus in you.
Dear Mom, I see Jesus in you. When you sang me to sleep night after night. When you made me grilled cheese for years straight without complaint. When you came along to field trips just to be with me. I saw Jesus in you. When you made my favorite birthday dinners. When you hosted and…
The most unnerving part of motherhood: I’d do it all again tomorrow if it makes my kids smile.
We’re awfully blessed to go on work trips with Daddy. And by blessed, I mean mostly grateful with an inch of why in the world do we make the decisions we make? Last week, we tagged along to the big city of Dallas. I started out making wise and discerning decisions like starting the day…
You can have easy children, but an easy motherhood just doesn’t exist.
Today went sideways. I wish I could justify it with a laundry list of deep grief—and while I have some of that, it wasn’t pain that spiraled me today. It was the usual throes of motherhood. Nothing could appease my discontented children. Every ho-hum part of our day was a struggle. I eventually started giving…
Misplaced disappointment.
Misplaced disappointment has an interesting way of camouflaging itself. It rarely looks like, “I’m disappointed.” It looks like jealousy or insecurity, bitterness or unforgiveness, maybe anger or rage, a critical spirit, callousedness, apathy, or maybe even addiction. Disappointment in people. Disappointment in events. Disappointment in ourselves. Disappointment in facts. Disappointment in life. If you look…
Paige Pippin 