Countdown
I have a countdown app on my phone that lets me know how much time I have left on this earth. Currently, I’m at 58 years, one month, and nine days until the date of my demise. I suppose that’s a little odd, and begs the question of how I even found the data to…
Maintenance Mode
Last week, I returned from spending a week in the beautiful country of Haiti. I know – it’s a terrible time to travel. But my friend, Morgan, was moving back to Haiti, and I chose to travel with her to help her move and get settled in. Being away from my family during such a…
Every Hour A Miracle
One question I asked more than once as a kid was, “Why don’t we still have miracles like they did in the Bible?” I grew up hearing stories of seas and rivers being pushed aside to allow an entire nation to pass through, Jesus healing blind men and lepers, and thousands of people being fed…
A Missed Opportunity
Last week I shared a lesson I had learned long ago about The Silence of God. Today, I want to share another experience in which I learned about listening to God. This one fills me with shame, because I left this moment in time with an incredibly deep sense of regret and missed opportunity. But…
The Silence of God
Last weekend I had the opportunity to spend some time with my sister and nieces at a beautiful cabin in the Colorado mountains. We had a great time laughing, hiking, resting, and playing together. As a bonus, I also got to spend a little time with my sister-in-law, her husband, and my other nieces and…
Medically Speaking
When I started this blog, one thing I intended to write about is the medical aspect of my depression. I’ve hesitated a bit to share this, because frankly, I’m not a doctor. I have no medical experience or training. In fact, most medical procedures make me a bit light-headed. When my mom injured her collarbone…
The Use and Misuse of Buts (One T, Not Two T’s)
Fair warning: When reading this post you’re going to have to stifle the middle school boy inside you. I know, I know. The use of the word “but” creates so many opportunities for jokes, elbow nudges, and giggles. I am the mom of three boys, so trust me that I see the danger in the…
A Tale of Two Boys
I’m going off-topic today. I have something rolling around in my brain, and although this blog is primarily about my fight with depression, I hope you won’t mind a little sidetrack about something that very directly affects me and my family. You see, I have an adopted son who is biracial. His birthdad is black,…
Earthworms, Pools, & Panic Attacks
Embarrassing Story Time! 😊 I have a bit of an embarrassing story to tell, but because it very directly pertains to the subject of mental health, I feel compelled to share it here. Please know that I am NOT making light of what some people struggle with on a daily basis. Instead, my goal is…
Another In The Fire
This morning, one of our ministers spoke about one of my favorite stories – Shadrach, Meshach, & Abednego. He even pronounced Abednego correctly (or at least what I would consider to be correctly), and that made my day. 😊 If you haven’t had a chance to read it (or watch the VeggieTales version 😊), I…
The Afflicted One
I know I’m a little behind in sharing more of my story here, but things have been a little crazy in our world, and our house is no exception. Keeping the kids on task with school, working from home, and maintaining “the stuff of life” has meant some things have taken a back seat. In…
Ears to Hear
Last week, I was a mess for a few days. I’ve always imagined that in a crisis I would be one who would step up and handle everything with strength and wisdom. Instead, as every day brought worse news and more restrictions, I melted into a mess – short-tempered, anxious, hopeless, tense, easily wounded. At…
I Will Sing To The Lord
How’s the apocalypse treating everyone else? So far, we’ve blown through almost all the cereal stocked in our basement and we’re out of milk; because despite the fact that I’ve provided three meals a day for my children, they still feel the need to eat bowls of cereal at random times throughout the day. The…
An Everyday Sabbath
Note: I actually wrote this blog entry a couple weeks ago, before the world changed in many ways, but never had a chance to post it until now. I’d probably change a few things if I were writing it now, but I think the main ideas behind it are still timely – a reminder to…
Repentance & Rest
About a month ago, our church announced that they were starting a new sermon series about slowing down the pace of life. I leaned over to Josh and whispered, “And I’m preaching every sermon.” 😊 But seriously. I could. (If I liked public speaking.) One of the most life-changing realizations I’ve had over the past…
I Will Survive
I am a chronic overpacker. When we go anywhere, for any length of time, I bring far more than is needed. Sometimes I think I unpack more clean clothes at the end of a trip than dirty ones. 😊 An example of this is anytime we go hiking – even for a couple miles. I…
Feeble Hands & Shaky Knees
“Strengthen the feeble hands, steady the knees that give way, say to those with fearful hearts, ‘Be strong, do not fear; your God will come, He will come with vengeance; with divine retribution He will come to save you.’” -Isaiah 35:3-4 For quite some time, I’ve felt God calling me to this idea – “strengthen…
About Me
Just a small-town girl, living in a lonely world. Now that song is stuck in your head. You’re welcome. 😊 But really, I live in Manhattan – a small-ish college town that is definitely the best place to live in Kansas. And despite what the song says, my world is not too lonely. My husband,…
Follow My Blog
Get new content delivered directly to your inbox.
Feeble Hands 