It’s been 16 months since he traded his military uniform in for overly recycled, faded brown scrubs. As I prepared it for the cleaners this morning, I was struck with memories and sadness. I spotted the dark sweat stains that had, 16 months prior, blemished the undershirt to his uniform. For three days he satContinue reading “Sustained, Refined and Purified”
Oxford University Press (2019) defines shame as “a painful feeling of humiliation or distress caused by the consciousness of wrong or foolish behavior.” Renowned author and shame researcher, Brené Brown expands on that definition to explain shame as “the intensely painful feeling or experience of believing that we are flawed and therefore unworthy of love andContinue reading “Shame Is A Lie”
Are you a prisoner to guilt? To shame? To addiction? Are you chained to your past? Haunted by your fears? By loneliness? You don’t have to stay there.
Joy is the product of a journey and every journey looks different. But no matter how different one’s journey, our source of joy will always remain the same.
This morning I stormed out of a staff meeting. It certainly was not my greatest moment. I wish I were able to say it was not my fault but I have no one else to blame but myself, for it was I who had chosen to walk through this particular valley silently and pridefully alone.Continue reading “Finding Strength in Weakness”
It’s been 7 years since we tied the knot; 7 remarkably challenging and insanely eventful years to say the least. Challenges and all, these last 7 years have been the greatest years of my life! I never would have anticipated celebrating an anniversary in a correctional facility. Yet this year we did. And this yearContinue reading “…by far my favorite year.”
“Do I have to?” A question we once asked when told to do chores or take a bath has since become a question with far deeper roots — our purpose. Do I have to talk to people today? Do I have to go to church? Do I have to tell my kids I love themContinue reading “Here I am. Send Me.”
Parenthood. It’s hard. It’s full of hateful jabs and spiteful cuts. And it’s learning to smile at those hurtful words knowing you, too, once spoke with such hate to your own parents. It’s exhausting. It’s long days and endless hours of reponsibilities. And it’s falling — not crawling — into bed every night for eighteenContinue reading “Living the Reality Our Very Own Parents Once Endured”
Today, as church service let out a friend stopped and hugged me on her way by. It wasn’t just any hug; she embraced me in what I undoubtedly knew was enveloped in genuine love — a 1 John 3 kind of love. As she embraced me she held tightly and began praying; not because IContinue reading “The Beauty & Grace of God’s Embrace”
I think most would agree that marriage is no Hallmark movie. Marriage is hard; it requires effort on both parties. It’s not always romance and chivalry. Marriage is hurt feelings and forgiveness; commitment and compromise. “While marriage is many things, it is anything but sentimental. Marriage is glorious but hard. It’s a burning joy andContinue reading “If I could change the course of my marriage…”