Nightmare might seem to be a strong word in that post. It feels strong to me, yet fitting. On December 21, 2012, the nightmare was his death. The nightmare was raising three kids alone. And the most nightmarish part was getting down to Spencer's level and telling him that his dad died. Today, the nightmare isn't that we live without Dave, although it hurts. The nightmare is the fallout. It's that there is this crack now, that Satan loves to play in.Read More
As I sit in my gated off kitchen cleaning up puppy pee every three minutes, I wonder when in the world I had time to write a whole blog about the possibility of hearing from God?? That “life of leisure” is a distant memory today.
But the new normal in this season got me thinking — can one only hear from God in the silence? In the calm seasons of life? When the conditions are perfect, the candles are lit, the coffee is freshly brewed, no kids are awake and no puppies are peeing?
Or is it also possible to hear from God in the midst of the chaos? In the storms of life?
I have to believe the answer is YES. To both.Read More
So, I woke up early last week to make my flight and my phone wasn't charged, even though I had charged it all night long. I figured it was somewhat faulty cord, so I plugged it into the kitchen. I finished getting ready and the kids were running around getting ready for school, when I decided that this bag I'd be hauling around San Francisco all day was a little to heavy. Being a smart travelerRead More