In the midst of sticky fingers and parenting fails, it’s as if God sharing a very good, beautiful secret with me of a glory that only he knows in full.

We threw Noah the cutest little book launch party you ever did see, and it was a picture to me of God’s delight in his children.

We cannot have a “life we don’t have to heal from.” But we can know that healing is possible.

What if God not only loves me, but also likes me? I am learning to receive and trust in his delight in me.

I think the closest thing to a full-blown Wild West shootout we have today are the volley of shots fired from Christian parenting-focused social media accounts. What is going on under the surface, and where do we need God’s healing and a better story?

The hilarious story of how my son lost his tooth during communion, and welcoming our children as the Church of today, not the Church of the future.

A prayer for my little girl on National Daughters Day

The words of Jesus cut through our native tongue of fear, offering us a new language of hope, not outside of, but right in the midst of our fears.

I really love exceeding (my self-imposed, often-unreasonably-high) expectations on the first try. Admitting to being a beginner is hard for me. But I’ve been a beginner enough times to know that God will meet me in this season where my weakness is not so easily hidden, that he is equally present as I figure things out by multiple trials and errors as he was in my fruitful rhythms and routines of the previous season.

A few days ago, I heard a mom of older kids refer to her children as “fellow heirs in Christ,” and it was just the lightbulb moment this exhausted, defeated mama needed.

An excerpt from “Land’s End” by August Kleinzahler

What verses have most helped you understand what the love of God looks like?

On the day after Mother’s Day, when the fun and flowers and watermelon champagne sugar cookies and breakfasts in bed are now an afterglow, and life returns to a more regular, unheralded rhythm of laundry and cutting crust off PB&Js and scheduling doctors appointments and listening to little kids with big feelings, I need to know that ours is a God who sees what is unnoticed.