I didn’t set out to be a writer. I had grand plans to teach curious 3rd graders, but a small voice inside said, You’ll despise your future children if you teach. So I listened deeper and pursued my dream of Event Management until we had our first son. And then like many new parents, I started blogging. A way to record …
When God Shows Up
Sometimes I forget how God wants to show up. In the midst of dirty dishes and dust bunnies and whiny for the love, when does school start, children? hours. Sometimes I dismiss the personal ways He is inviting me to lift my head or bend my knees or crane my ear to hear Him. His heart is to invade today, to demonstrate …