I had the opportunity to volunteer for Bloom Family Designs recently. Melissa, the founder, is so sweet and has a huge heart for adoption and foster care. She wanted to do something to support families so she began designing rooms at no cost to the family for adopted/foster kids to help welcome them HOME. We all can do something, right? When I left my house that morning, it was just like any other morning. As I drove away that afternoon after organizing a bedroom for two prec

I’ve struggled with writing over the past several months and questioned my calling. Frankly, I’ve wondered if it’s worth it. I guess you can say that I lost sight of my “why.” It’s taken me just as long to write this blog post because I’ve had to search my heart and wrestle with some hard questions. Many times I’m not able to serve you without going through war myself. Whoever thought it was a good idea to release a book AND start the adoption process in the same year totally

I sat on a comfy chair by the lit fireplace in Katie’s living room with my feet propped up on the footrest in front of me. Katie sat directly across from me on the couch. It was Christmas break and our kids were running through the freshly cut paths of the woods on their land while us mommas were staying warm and cozy inside. I breathed in this moment. We shared our hopes and fears for our kids. We shared our dreams of how we could impact the lives of orphans. We shared our w

Show up. This phrase has been echoing in my mind. I read it and hear it everywhere I go. Somewhere along the line as 2018 has been drawing to a close I let my expectant (my word for the year) attitude slip away. I started striving and busying myself with noble distractions. As this phrase has echoed in my mind, I know exactly why. I don’t know how God will use me or why He chose me. I am always humbled when God shows up and paints a clear picture of how He is leading but then

"I keep dreaming about Colorado and randomly thinking about Colorado during the day. I don’t know why, but I thought I should say something because I want credit in case something happens.” I casually and jokingly said this to Scott sometime after we rang in the new year last winter. He looked at me like I was strange and we laughed it off because God doesn’t send me visions or dreams. I thought maybe a friend we knew in Colorado needed prayer or Facebook scrolling filled wit

I walked up to the café counter at the newly renovated Lifeway store in Brentwood, TN and ordered a pumpkin-flavored latte. It was nearing the end of October and I had yet to drink anything with pumpkin in it. (Gasp, I know!) Brielle was with me while her siblings were at Bible Quizzing at our church. I had been dying to pick up a copy of Annie F. Downs’ new book Remember God. With my new book in hand, I placed my coffee order and Brielle began to count the tile on the wall i