we always come home. to what matters to us, to what comforts us, to the people that are our tribe, to our true voices and our true selves.
If you’re wondering where that community is for you, I want to hand you my bouquet of lavender… I extend this to you in confident affirmation that it IS coming. You won’t always feel lonely or disconnected.
I’ve been thinking a lot about the necessity of seasons and the role dormancy and death plays in life. In order for life to spring forth, something has to be buried or planted or laid down.
Is it fair to say to your kids or your partner, That’s mine? There’s been a bit of a rub between my family and me when I say this simple phrase.
i can sit with myself on days when i'm struggling when before i just wanted to escape into iphone land, or to target, or to anything that would distract me even a little bit from how threatened i felt
I began to feel the start of a bit of unraveling… I fought it as I was honestly so sick and tired of becoming unraveled about my infertility. She whispered, “He can tell that you are afraid to hope, Adge.”
You are invited to follow along this 25 Days of Advent
What if I wrote an Advent collection to myself this year? What if I was able to explore the things that are stirring in my heart and pricking my spirit?
I think there are some sacred places where God helps us push through our fears. Often, these places are where you get to be in your glory; meaning they are where you feel alive, feel free, feel fully yourself.
In my mind, the story of my last two years (although profoundly precious) has been so deeply painful, that I thought if I completely let go, it would mean that part of my life would be null and void. Dead. Over.
it seems at every chapter start and turn of the page, we are given a new opportunity to own OUR story, to build on our God-given identity, to resist comparison.
This could be the moment where my life radically changes...Everything will change if I have breast cancer. The tears began to well up and I just decided, screw it. Let them all out.
Mostly, this perspective of my life helps me keep things light. It is also gives me creative insight into how to parent my children and care for my family.
Hours later, as the sun poked it’s way onto the horizon, I woke up to see that we were still driving. I looked around and quickly noted that we were not where we were supposed to be.
God inviting me to dream with Him has wrecked me. I will not and cannot go back to being who I was...She was but a shadow, a shell, of who He had intended for her to be!
at one point, between the blood and tears and pizza and crying, she said "kel, moms just need moms." and it struck me. that's EXACTLY what i need in this season of my life.
I would allow myself to slowly seep in this idea of self-absorption, but over time, the untended segments of my soul yielded what was cultivated; self-centeredness.
I heard God whisper to me a very simple request, “You need to make Erin your priority.”... I had quite a few replies, many of which were really just defensive questions.
I think I’ve discovered something in these last ten years...these are the things that helped me live fully and revive my desire.