Some 2,000 years ago, the people of God waited. Having been 400 years since they had heard from Him, they probably wondered if He had forgotten about them. And still, some held out hope that they would see the prophecies of old come true. Today, we might have a similar question in our minds: has… Read More
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Three Promises to Cling to in Seasons of Change
I’ve spent the morning doing some writing and editing with my back porch door wide open. Fall has finally arrived in North Carolina and the air outside is swirling with change. For starters, it’s twenty degrees cooler than it was just a few days ago. On cue with the temperature shift, there’s a fresh crunch on… Read More
Freedom to Fly Wildly
I’m writing to you from my kitchen, where I have been quarantined with the puppy until she is allowed to explore the rest of the house. I’m supposed to be packing for our trip to the beach this week, but instead I’m thinking about a bird. Yes, a bird. You could hear the flutter of her… Read More
Coming Soon: A Huge Announcement About the Determined Study
So I have a little announcement. Two years ago, I sat on this couch watching a throng of women with cute shoes and sweet smiles walk by and I had no idea what I was doing. I had just started my blog. I had just pulled together the rough outline of a book idea. And… Read More
Why It’s Worth The Risk to Embrace the Imperfect
I’d love to introduce you to the newest member of our family, Nala Doodle Dixon! We think she’s pretty perfect, although I need to let you in on a little secret: a few weeks ago she wasn’t. We are a goldendoodle family. Our first goldendoodle, Dixie, was the BEST family dog and we knew we would… Read More
I’ve Got More Mothers Than I Can Count. And You’re Probably One of Them.
I’ve carried this picture in my wallet for thirty years. It’s me and my mom, no doubt fresh from some summer shenanigans. I lost my mother not long after this picture was taken, due to the connective tissue disorder that I inherited from her. I was eleven, she was thirty-seven. Losing my mother at an early age… Read More
