where my heart and His Story collide
You know, for the longest time I had this really odd habit. When something hard or bad was happening, I believed my life should stop. Including my goals, desires, and random interests. Even, laughter. Like, nothing else should matter and any current living should be relocated to the back burner. Or, clean off the stove… Continue reading Free Fall
The Beginning The excitement and newness of God wears off. Have you noticed? After the wooing and the awe, the seeing of sin and our need of saving. The dropping in shame, the rising in grace, the washing away of old and the re-birth of a new creation... After the walking. The learning. The drinking… Continue reading Knowing and Loving
(This is the final post of three in a series titled "My Story". If you're curious, here's one and two.) So, my last post ended with me figuring out that after fifteen years of living my life in Jesus, I only really loved Him like I'd loved my family and friends... a whole heck of… Continue reading My Story – Through Him
A look back five whole years ago now... College Move-in Day is nearly upon us. The day I leave a part of myself to begin the best parts of himself. And, by now, it may be clear there’s been a small struggle, which makes me wonder and ponder and ask, “Why?” Which always makes me think… Continue reading A Love Story: From College and Beyond
I feel like it's time to share a few things with you... So, we have this word "RELAX" carved from wood hanging in our gazebo. It's like a reminder... or a command. One that's super easy to follow when I'm swinging in my chair or hammock, listening to the birds and the slight breeze rustling… Continue reading Relax
There’s a reason this blog has the tag line, "where my heart and His Story collide". That reason is because it often does. Collide, I mean... my heart and His Story. Not His fault, of course. Always mine. But, because it does, I get stuck. I get stuck in His Story because I’m forever trying… Continue reading The Hurry Up and Wait
How do we hold onto hope in the messy middle of our story? How do we look at what’s not, and believe it will become what’s best? How do we look at what doesn’t exist and have faith it one day will? How do we hope against hope for the promise of good in the… Continue reading Life in the Messy Middle
Redeemed Ruth 