Holy Ground to Our Story

I obeyed because I knew He was giving me the chance to not only walk out of my prison of shame that had caused wounds to myself and to her, but also to obliterate the whole effing thing so that it wouldn’t be a place I would run to in our friendship ever again.

Holy Ground to Our Story

Smack Dab in the Middle

I want to get more comfortable with the tension. With the lack of definition. With the fact that magic and fear can co-exist in my little 10-year-old world, and magic and monotony can co-exist in my bigger 30-something-year-old-world.

Smack Dab in the Middle

The Load

I don’t want to ignore what the loneliness is trying to tell me because the broken places in me need to be dealt with, but I also don’t want the loneliness to overshadow every day in this season.

The Load

Percentages and Margins

and i tried to talk to myself as i would a friend… ”this is a season, it won't always feel like your percentages are completely taken up, you are normal.”

Percentages and Margins

A Map in the Midst

Despite the blurring pain, I always knew that God would use that part of our story to breathe life and hope into others who are also walking through a “detour” season.

A Map in the Midst

When You Walk into the Room

The point isn’t to look for the negatives in the atmosphere but to know that God is excited to be invited into every circumstance and experience and He can shift the entire feeling in a room if you ask Him to.

When You Walk into the Room

Keep Inviting

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.

Keep Inviting

It's Okay to Rest

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.

It's Okay to Rest

That's Mine

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.

That's Mine

Smidge of Grace

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

Smidge of Grace

Ripples in the Wave

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.”

Ripples in the Wave