Coming Home I can remember Kindergarten, maybe a bit before that. Always, I wanted to know what it meant: Coming Home. My father was a Marine Corps officer; it seemed like our little family of four was all we had. We put down roots. Then uprooted. We went wherever we were sent. My ... read more
Knowledge of the Lord
Knowledge of the Lord Knowledge of the Lord is a frequent topic in Scripture. To be clear, knowledge is "information gained through experience, reasoning, or acquaintance." On the other hand, Wisdom is "the ability to discern or judge what is true, right, or lasting." Read more the differences ... read more
Monday Mercies
Monday Mercies Every morning I should be am thankful when my eyes open. There are no guarantees, when we go to sleep at night. Open eyes = Mercy. Every morning I should be am thankful to wake up in a soft, warm bed. First world luxury, undeserved = Mercy. Every morning I should be am thankful to ... read more
The Amy & Britta Show: Advent Week Four
Today we are just two days away from Christmas! Have your holidays gone as you've expected? Mine haven't. I have had some disappointments. Some unexpected joys. A few times I have been ashamed of my selfishness, and other times I have been hurt by someone else's. Aren't we selfish creatures? ... read more
When Your Relationship Feels Like a Train Wreck…
I am at a Christian writer's conference in South Carolina (thank you for encouraging me to go, Sweetie!). And somehow this reminds me of another conference that I went to in North Carolina. These conferences are amazing. And at first, intimidating. And overwhelming at times. You meet so many people. ... read more
Are You Telling a Grace Story?
"What's your story?" On Sunday, our pastor talked about how we have Grace Stories to tell. What would you tell someone who asked, "What is your story?" Simple question. I think our pastor has asked me this question before. But I've just realized that—as much as I love happy endings—often I ... read more
Weary of Dust and Defeat?
Our Heavenly Father knows how we are made, that we are just dust (Psalm 103). But don't you ever get tired of it, Lord? Tired of me? All of my apologies, my regrets, tasting bitter on the back of my tongue. All of my, "I'll do better next time," this refrain set on "repeat." In my smallness— my ... read more