When the days fly by this quickly, it sure would be easy to miss them. But I don’t want to miss them. I can’t afford to miss them. My life is just to precious of a gift to let pass me by in a haze as I try to simply keep up with the ticking of the clock...
One year from now, I want to be able to look back on 2019 with a sense of satisfaction, joy, and fulfillment. That sounds like a vague answer, but truthfully, I think it’s just as simple as that...
Financial health is not an area where I tend to struggle. Ryan and I are extremely frugal. Before we got married—in fact, before we ever even started dating—we discussed our values about money and how we wanted to navigate this aspect of our lives...
Not long ago, Ryan and I discussed how some of our recent conversations had taken on an unnecessarily negative tone. Ryan, in particular, has always been a passionate advocate for taking a positive outlook on life, and so this was a strange place to find ourselves in. It wasn’t that either of us had intentionally been steering our conversations in a downbeat direction, but somehow, it seemed we had wandered off the more positive path without realizing it.
I am so thankful for my physical health. I really don’t say that often enough. But it’s true. I have been unbelievably blessed with very good health for many years, and I am so deeply grateful.
Each day this month I will be answering one question from these December Journal Prompts. Day 26: What are some areas you’d like to see yourself grow in next year? Recently, I was asked which of the fruits of the spirit (found in Galatians 5:22-23) I thought I most needed to grow in at this point … Continue reading Getting Ready for Growth
I enjoyed many truly wonderful Christmases as a child. When I thought about this question, before any specific memories came to mind, I first remembered a feeling. A feeling of warmth, and comfort, and magic. A feeling of fun and anticipation. And a feeling of belonging—because to me, Christmas means family.
Becoming a mom has changed my perspective on a lot of things this year. I always knew that moms had a hard job, but this year I felt that in a very real way! Suddenly I could identify with so many things that I had never understood before—like how hard it is to get to church on a Sunday morning when your baby’s sleep patterns don’t match the church’s service schedule!
Dear Avra, I can’t believe that today you are one year old! Where has the time gone? Tears are welling up in my eyes as I write these words and reflect on all that we have shared this year. So many wonderful memories—moments that I hope I will never forget.
On July 1st this summer, while most of the country was out celebrating Canada day and awaiting the fireworks, Ryan and I were moving our little family of three into an RV trailer out at Pleasantview Bible Camp. We would spend the next seven weeks directing camps for kids and teens, running the leaders in training program, and figuring out how to navigate life at camp with a baby.