My son and I attended storytime recently. It was our first time. We were running behind in usual fashion. So when I flew into the library parking lot and saw a mom hurrying her son in, I knew it was go time. I can be a very competitive person when it means avoiding last place….
By prayer and petition.
Are you needing something from God? Are you making the same request of God over and over? Have you been asking God for something lately, and you remain in the waiting place? I may never understand the waiting. Although I’ve recently learned we’re not called to be quiet or indifferent about it–but engaged and involved, arguably…
chicken bones.
It doesn’t take much time around me to learn I’m a domestic goddess dropout. To further intensify my insecurities, both my mom and Drew’s mom are like Martha Stewart meets Mr. Rogers. They’re the most loving, hospitable, and crafty moms I know. And then there’s me and my many talents. Like my unnatural ability to shrink clothes. My…
Because we know God.
I write a lot about God’s voice. I write a lot about the fear of missing it. When I discuss hearing God, I don’t always mean audibly. We hear God in different ways, but largely through scripture, people, and the Holy Spirit within. You can probably tell that I personally struggle with being too obsessed with hearing God’s…
My friend, Bae.
While my Drew usually gets to be the hero to our Andy, I still zealously vie for the crown of fun parent–although I sense I’m losing by a landslide these days. To compound the competition, Drew continually brags about how he invented “Donut Saturday” for Andy. Remarkable ingenuity, don’t get me started. Drew even had the audacity to implement a rule that Donut…
What is better.
You’re being pulled in a million directions lately, coming apart at the seams. It’s sometimes the unfortunate byproduct of a particular, but fleeting, season of life. That’s one thing. Other times, it’s an unending and direct result of your choices. And that’s quite another thing. I’m talking about the latter, and I’m mostly talking to myself. Short-fused, with clenched fists,…
They know His voice.
Your mind has been running wild. You feel out of control and chaotic and isolated. You’ve been pursuing the Lord and ardently listening, but you’re paralyzed with fear that you’re going to miss God’s will. I find myself there too often. My obsession with God’s will can impede my pursuit of God. When my pursuit of God…
dear darla.
You might already know how embarrassing I can be. My husband, Drew, and I are astounded at the new levels of awkward I somehow attain with age. Although I’m trying to become more comfortable with my dork self, I grimace when I have my moments in front of Drew because he ever so kindly weaves those memories into our…
What we know.
Have you been trying to manufacture a set of circumstances in your life to make it look more like you planned? Maybe you’re telling yourself if you make X happen, life will be more peaceful, more joyous. Or maybe you thought life would look a certain way today, and it doesn’t. And you’re having trouble letting go. The job…
Paige Pippin 