Today the lies come faster than I can keep up with—loud and debilitating—but I don’t think I’m alone in this. I think each of us experiences days like this when we fight to keep our heads above water. As the voices shout their unwelcome advice, they hold us in a place...
My friend, Becky Beresford invited me to write a guest blog post for her blog. Becky is an incredibly talented writer, speaker, and blogger. For over two years, she's invited women to write their stories of bravery on her blog. You can catch a glimpse of my story...
The summer is moving all too quickly, but also so slowly. It’s a feeling I’ve never quite experienced except during these hot summer days with no central AC. I am a wimp in more ways than one in the heat and humidity of the Midwest. Chicago effectively turns into a...
My friend Molly Wilcox invited me to write on her blog, and today I want to share a short snippet with you! I believe each of us is searching for rest, but I wonder if we're looking for it in the wrong places. Meanwhile, the Father holds out His hand and invites us to...
Before I moved to Thailand, I bought this beautiful wall tapestry with wildflowers that weave in and out of letters. They scatter themselves across the tapestry, making room for themselves rather than waiting to be invited. They don’t sit nicely in a vase on a table....
In Chicago, I lead a small homework center where kids can come and work on their math and reading and everything in between. It’s certainly not what I thought I would do in life, but I love it. Maybe that will be the title of my next book because that seems to be a...
I am a doer and a worker who comes from a long line of doers and workers. We are pioneers and pull-yourself-up-by-your-bootstraps kind of people who value long days and even longer hours. My ancestors are farmers and hustlers in their own right—providing for large...
I can’t shake this idea. It fills my heart and mind when I least expect it and burns in my spirit. You were made for more. You were made for courage. You were made for abundance. You were made for peace. You were made for trust. You were made for...
Stuck in a Lie I think you and I have bought into a lie, and it’s crazy destructive. This lie says tells us we are behind, that everyone else’s life is perfect, that we need to catch up. We see perfectly curated photos and captions on social media or we hear the...
I live in this beautifully diverse and densely populated neighborhood on the north side of Chicago where the government resettles refugees and immigrants make their new home. Chicagoans know it as Little India. When you walk the streets of my neighborhood, you don’t...
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