Uncategorized / 10.02.2015

My iPhone says sunrise is at 7:10. It's 7:03, and I look out toward the mountains. There's no sign of the sun.It's dawn, and the light is rising. But thick, grey clouds cover the sky and the usual bright orange glow to the east.I don't always wake up before the sun. But when I do, I anticipate it's rising. Something in my type A self derives an inordinate degree of satisfaction from saying I saw the sunrise. It's kinda like getting the cool 10k t-shirt before the race. I already have bragging rights to this day.So sitting here in the...

Uncategorized / 01.02.2015

I came face to face with sin today, and it almost stared me down.   Destruction, devastation, confusion, anger, fear . . just a few of sin's ugly fruits filled and spilled out her eyes. And left me empty. Hollow gut, knot in the stomach, kind of empty. I'm no match for the evil in this world. For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe;  his craft and power are great,  and, armed with cruel hate, on earth is not his equal. I want to turn away from the brokenness. The hopelessness. The ugliness. It's too much, too big, too overwhelming. My sweet, safe life...

Uncategorized / 31.01.2015

a ton of water I type the words into a note on my iPhone. A reminder to drink a ton of water. My body has had enough . . of something. What, I’m not sure. But two weeks ago a small itchy spot turned into a full blown body rash. It’s still me against the rash. Armed with prescriptions, supplements, and the cleanest diet I’ve consumed in months, I’m fighting back against insomnia, crazy itching, and a lot of frustration. Whatever is going on, my body needs more water. A ton. Especially in a battle. Health experts say many of us are perpetually dehydrated....

Uncategorized / 30.01.2015

So I'll just begin by saying . . yes, I host a retreat. And yes, I would love for you to attend. But honestly, that's not really what this post is about. No, this is about you and why you need a retreat. For the sake of clarity, let me define what I mean by a retreat. This definition will do . . . "a quiet and secluded place in which one can rest and relax." Your soul needs this place. And probably more than once a year. If you haven't taken this kind of focused time for yourself (or if it's been more than...

Uncategorized / 21.01.2015

Dreams. They inspire and challenge. But dreams can also have a negative connotation. Consider statements like… “Quit dreaming.” “She’s just a dreamer.” Dreams are often met with cynicism, because they’re risky. They upset the “status quo.” They’re not safe. Join me over at God-Sized Dreams for the rest of this post and some more of my thoughts on dreams and risk! ...

Uncategorized / 15.01.2015

“It’s messy.”  My friend nods. “Yes, it’s definitely messy!” We are talking about the trials of walking beside sons emerging into manhood. I heard once that a boy becomes a man over his mother’s dead body, and boy are there days when it really does feel like a fight to the death. It’s a mess of emotions, misunderstanding, and some hormones thrown in to boot. Ironically, this season of hormonal mayhem often occurs right about the time a momma’s hormones are beginning to take their own first steps into the crazy dance of perimenopause.  Oy vey! One can’t help but wonder, “God, what were you...

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