There is something to be said for knowing when you have said enough. We are often encouraged to speak freely, to be authentic, and to say what is on our minds. There is certainly a time for that kind of openness, but there is also wisdom in restraint. There is wisdom in preparation, and sometimes … Continue reading Stick to the Script

I have a T-shirt that makes me laugh every time I wear it. It simply says, “I Match Energy.” The funny thing is, it’s truer than I sometimes want to admit. We returned home from vacation this evening after hours on the road. I was exhausted, and cooking wasn’t even a consideration, so I called … Continue reading We Match Energy

It has been about six weeks since I last sat down to write. That isn't because I ran out of words. If you know me, you know there are always words waiting to be written. Instead, I needed something I had not given myself permission to do in a very long time. I needed to … Continue reading Sometimes, the Most Productive Thing We Can Do Is Breathe

Tonight, I’ve been thinking about soul checks. My mother used to send me a text every now and then whenever too much time had passed without hearing from me. Sometimes I was simply busy living life quietly, carrying things silently, moving through responsibilities without really stopping to process how I was doing emotionally or spiritually. … Continue reading A Soul Check After a Heavy Season

Yesterday, we laid Mrs. Patricia Wall to rest. I stood before a sanctuary filled with grieving hearts and read acknowledgments, condolences, resolutions, and cards on behalf of the family. Near the end of the remarks, her daughter asked me to read a personal message about missing her mother. I tried to hold myself together as … Continue reading The Spirit of a Mother Still Lives

Death has a way of revealing what life often conceals. It slows everything down, but at the same time, it stirs everything up. Emotions rise to the surface—some beautiful, some complicated, some… difficult to witness. I’ve noticed that when someone passes, you don’t just see grief. You see people. You see the good.The ones who … Continue reading What Loss Brings to the Surface

Tuesday, April 27 Yesterday, we stood in a hospital room and watched life…transition. Even writing that still feels surreal, because that really is the only word that fits. It felt out-of-body, like being fully present and aware of what was happening, and yet a part of me still could not quite grasp that it was … Continue reading Life Doesn’t End . . . It Transitions

Tonight, I find myself still thinking about the message from earlier today in the Book of Judges, specifically chapter 14, and how Samson made a decision that seemed simple on the surface but carried so much weight. What stood out to me was not just his strength, but how quickly desire can move someone out … Continue reading Delayed, Not Denied

This morning, I found myself really thinking about what a blessing this semester has been for me, and not in a loud or obvious way, but in a quiet, steady kind of way that just sits with you. I’ve had the opportunity to pour into the next generation of teachers, and I don’t think I … Continue reading Pouring Into the Next Bloom

There are seasons when life feels quiet—when things are planted, but not yet seen. And then there are seasons where everything starts moving at once. I’m in one of those seasons now. Over the past few weeks, I’ve been working closely with a client to bring her book to life. Yesterday, I held my first … Continue reading Resurrection in Real Time: Becoming the Voice I Was Called to Be