Two months ago I witnessed God’s mysterious way of working “all things together for good”. It was the launch day for my latest book, A Mother of Thousands (available now here, or here, or here, or here or anywhere books are sold…so shop anywhere you like!) It was a culmination of years of infertility struggle,
If you came to my house, you’d soon find you could read your way through it: the rooms turn like pages in a book. I didn’t mean to do this when I started out 10 years ago, it has just happened over time. If you know me now, you know I have a word-dense personality.
It’s that time of year, friends. The crockpots are out, the decor is inviting, the cider is hot and touches of comfy are everywhere from candles to covers. Maybe more than other times of year, we are coming inside to sit around a table — but wait! The house is a wreck! The kids have
I’m going to start this post out today like we’re at a recovery group meeting (which is one of my favorite spaces): with confession. When I started out on this month’s topic of Spring cleaning for the home & soul I had aspirations that I weighed out and thought were do-able. I picked 4 spaces
I’m going to start this post out today like we’re at a recovery group meeting (which is one of my favorite spaces): with confession. When I started out on this month’s topic of Spring cleaning for the home & soul I had aspirations that I weighed out and thought were do-able. I picked 4 spaces
Two months ago I witnessed God’s mysterious way of working “all things together for good”. It was the launch day for my latest book, A Mother of Thousands (available now here, or here, or here, or here or anywhere books are sold…so shop anywhere you like!) It was a culmination of years of infertility struggle,
If you came to my house, you’d soon find you could read your way through it: the rooms turn like pages in a book. I didn’t mean to do this when I started out 10 years ago, it has just happened over time. If you know me now, you know I have a word-dense personality.
It’s that time of year, friends. The crockpots are out, the decor is inviting, the cider is hot and touches of comfy are everywhere from candles to covers. Maybe more than other times of year, we are coming inside to sit around a table — but wait! The house is a wreck! The kids have
I’m going to start this post out today like we’re at a recovery group meeting (which is one of my favorite spaces): with confession. When I started out on this month’s topic of Spring cleaning for the home & soul I had aspirations that I weighed out and thought were do-able. I picked 4 spaces
I’m going to start this post out today like we’re at a recovery group meeting (which is one of my favorite spaces): with confession. When I started out on this month’s topic of Spring cleaning for the home & soul I had aspirations that I weighed out and thought were do-able. I picked 4 spaces
