What Love Never Does

What Love Never Does

Lately I've been taking more walks, the kind where I put on shoes and go outside and refuse to respond to the ping. It takes more work than it should, at least for me, to release an hour of productivity and replace it with something unknown. Will I feel refreshed after? Will it really clear my head? Will I regret this wasted time later? These questions are always a good sign that narcisstic Emily is threatening a mutiny and it's time to get into the woods and be small again. I generally … [Continue reading]

One Question I Ask Myself Before I Pray for Clarity

Praying for Clarity

She runs past me on my way up the stairs, shouting over her shoulder, "I know it isn't true, but I'm going to prove it to you." She heads out the front door to the yard and waves her arms up toward the sky. I continue up the stairs and when I get to my bedroom, there are her sister and brother at the window, one holding an iPad. Over their shoulder I notice our address is typed into the map app, the camera zoomed in to an aerial view of our cul-de-sac. I'm starting to catch on. They stare … [Continue reading]

For Your Weekend

For Your Weekend

May I stop dreading small beginnings and embrace the importance of my right-now work. May I understand the difference between good and best. May I remember to write down the gifts found today incase I lose sight of them tomorrow and may I be willing to be the gift for others, no matter what that may mean. Enjoy your weekend, friends. Ordinary Tuesdays: For the Broken Hopefuls by Kaitlyn Bouchillon for (in)courage Married Couple Discovers They First Met as Preschoolers by Marisa Kabas … [Continue reading]

A Staying Prayer for Mothers of College Freshmen

a staying prayer for mothers of college freshmen

The next few days may be marked with lasts,  but soon her grown-up child begins a new set of firsts. She helps him pack his bags with clothes and his boxes with books. But you see what the mamas carry in their hearts – anticipation, longing, love, regret, anxiety, nostalgia, and resolve. They are a mix of excited, terrified, and closed-eyed hope. As she watches her child look for a fresh start, remind her to make her home in you. As she sends her freshmen off into the world, make her feet … [Continue reading]

For When You Feel Like a Spectator to Grief: A Reflection on the Death of Robin Williams

For When You Feel Like a Spectator to Grief  - Reflections on the Death of Robin Williams

In the quiet of this morning, before the sun comes up behind the trees in our yard, I acknowledge how very little I know. Because the pain in the world is sometimes too much to bear and our backs can bend heavy beneath it, rounding over and caving in like a tired question mark. Some losses hit you harder than others and I don't know exactly why that is. It can be difficult to know how to process the death of someone you only know from the movies or because they're in the public eye. I still … [Continue reading]

One Reason Why Rest Takes Courage

soul rest

“Prison,” she said after sharing with me how desperately tired she was, “is starting to sound really good.” She wasn’t in danger of being convicted of anything, unless exhaustion is considered a crime. But she was so tired that even the idea of prison didn’t repel her if it meant she could be on a mattress and read a book alone. Seems to me there are easier ways to get time alone than prison (Maybe a hotel? A lock on the bedroom door? Something that doesn’t involve bars?) but I knew what she … [Continue reading]

A Free Night Out at the End of Summer

919 Girls Night Out

Here in North Carolina we have two full weeks left until school starts and I'm working hard to soak them in. If I'm not careful, I can have my eyes trained so carefully on our fall schedule that I forget to look down at where we stand today, hanging on to the tail end of pool days, long mornings, and late night movie times. Another way I'm trying to soak in summer is to be intentional with some of our friends, as I know once school starts back it might be more difficult to coordinate … [Continue reading]

On Taking a Break From Being the Grown Up

John and Me

We load up the car and drive half-way to Charlotte, straight to the crowded parking lot of a Chick-fil-A. It's mid-July and that means it's time for Grandy Camp. Years ago we decided this exit was the half-way point and so this is where we meet my parents, trade sleeping bags and children for an empty car and several days together, just John and me. Not used to this kind of spacious time, we re-aquaint ourselves with one another in the form of him taking a nap on one end of the sofa while I … [Continue reading]

For Your Weekend

for your weekend

May we find new ways to say old truths, new eyes to see old loves, and new courage to release what we no longer need. May our souls learn peace in the midst of chaos, gladness when we feel small, and may we quiet in the presence of love. Enjoy your weekend, friends. … [Continue reading]

What We’re Really Hungry For :: by Emily T. Wierenga

atlas girl

Today I'm welcoming author Emily T. Weirenga to share from her new book, Atlas Girl: Finding Home in the Last Place I Thought to Look. I met Emily for the first time last year and the first word that came to mind was gentle. Hers is a gentle, kind soul. Read her words and see what I mean. We were newlyweds. I was anorexic. Trent came home one day to find me crying on the couch about the living room—about how off-kilter and ugly it looked with our second-hand furniture—and I hadn’t … [Continue reading]