I had a different piece of writing to share, but it was a little too happy for me today. It’s been a tough week. I think if we’re honest, there’s often something weighing us down, something we’re going through or struggling with. I’m learning that it’s not about comparing our sorrows and pain; it’s about … Continue reading On the Mend
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Secrets + Shame
“The Secrets of Hillsong” + “Shiny Happy People: Duggar Family Secrets”... Wow. Two documentaries that have more in common than you think. So many secrets; so much shame. Have you watched them yet? What are your thoughts? I avoided both of them at first, but afterward I was honestly glad I watched them. Hear me: … Continue reading Secrets + Shame
The Father Who Heals
God is continuing to make it clear to me that I need to unpack my life’s worth of baggage. I’ll be honest… I’ve been feeling a little frustrated because I’m lacking two things that are crucial to the process: time and space. I wish I could go on a spiritual retreat to the beach with … Continue reading The Father Who Heals
When Will It Stop Hurting?
It’s time for a guest blog, and this one is written by one of my favorite people – my husband, Jon Wright!! Jon is an amazing man who exemplifies patience, humility, and wisdom. I especially love Jon’s heart for people, and how he longs to see people get to a place of health and wholeness. … Continue reading When Will It Stop Hurting?
Wrestling with Restoration
I've been camped out in the book of Isaiah, thanks in part to my daily chronological Bible. I keep thinking about our current cultural and political climate. I keep thinking that we need rescue. Without trouble, we wouldn't be in need of rescue. I look back on the Israelites' journey. If they didn't have enemies … Continue reading Wrestling with Restoration
Binding Up The Broken Hearted
It's time for another #guestblog, and it's an honor to bring you this one from Sherilyn Sweeney. We met the Sweeney family when we moved to Sequim, WA in the summer of 2014. My time with Sherilyn was short and sweet, but I am forever grateful for her friendship. I have such fond memories of … Continue reading Binding Up The Broken Hearted
Restoring Joy
Confession: I had a rough morning, emotionally-speaking. I sat in my favorite chair, sipping my coffee, feeling the weight of the world (or at least the weight of all my feelings). With my kids at school and my husband at work, the house was quiet but my mind was not. My flesh was at war … Continue reading Restoring Joy
My Race to Run 