her hair

today, I made soup for an army

Posted April 7th, 2014 by .

Just writing today because it’s what I do. When I hurt, I write. It wasn’t always that way. But when I woke up the morning
Painted in Waterlogue

it won’t be long now

Posted February 4th, 2014 by .

This past Saturday I attended the memorial service for the infant son of a couple in our church. His name was Philip, and he was

Come, Emmanuel, Come

Posted December 9th, 2013 by .

This past Saturday night we gathered with our family in the cold around our Evie’s candlelit grave. We sang “O Come, O Come, Emmanuel” and

He will sew us up.

Posted August 27th, 2013 by .

Over the past days and weeks, thousands upon thousands of believers have marched on Heaven, an army of prayer warriors storming the gates on behalf

Five years ago, God was good.

Posted January 23rd, 2013 by .

Five years ago yesterday, life was fine. I was 25 years old, twenty-one weeks pregnant with our second child. My tummy was cute and round,

“yet shall he live”

Posted April 9th, 2012 by .

“Jesus said to her, ‘I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live, and everyone who

Christ is risen!

Posted April 8th, 2012 by .

What a beautiful Easter Sunday! A laid back morning with the kids, a thrilling celebration of an Easter service with a knock-out (read: convicting) sermon,