Have you ever been in the woods in early morning, when the light is beginning to break through sky-high limbs? The fog is dense, so much so that the rays of light are defined by it, streaking through as if you could wrap your hands around them. The branches glisten with dew, heavy with the weight of each drop. The...
Leaving what you have always known, leaving the life you’ve always loved has this way of forcing you down into the depths of your beating heart. It plunges you into these places of gratefulness and sadness and hope and clarity in a way that I’m not sure I’ve experienced before. It has opened my eyes to, well, a lot of...
In 2007, my parents drove me to my pink and orange themed, non-air conditioned dorm room at Weston Hall
Lately I’ve been in a funk. There’s been a lot going on around our house—the Lord is brewing up some changes that get me really excited and at the same time really overwhelmed. Do you ever feel like when your to-do list is growing, all you want to do is hole up and hide away? That’s me lately. I fill...
Currently, I have a cold, my kids have a cold, and it has been starting to feel a little cold outside. I am sitting on the couch after what has felt like a long day, full and tiresome, but my body refuses to sleep—my lids heavy, but my insides restless. I drag my feet into the kitchen where I thoughtlessly...
I have, yet again, come to realize that opening the front (and the back) door to kids with messy pasts is a fast track to a few things: a. Exhaustion b. Impatience c. Anxiety d. Change e. Self-reflection f. Conviction of sin Despite the above list, I do...
I’ve been thinking a lot about the kind of writer I want to be. Not the content which I write about, but rather, the kind of person I want to be—the sacrifices I’m willing to make, the kind of time and attention I want to give to my writing, etc. It’s so easy in life to look around us—to see...
We’ve been fighting sickness this winter, which is surprising because it has been such a mild winter. We’ve had two big bouts of being sick–the first was just before Christmas when we all had the stomach flu at the exact same time. That was a hellish ordeal that I hope we never repeat. Now, Martell has had a cold with a...
Sometimes I forget that my God lives in me. Sometimes I forget that Jesus is who He said He was. I forget all of the little ways that His life and His words and His actions fulfilled so many prophesies. Sometimes in the day-to-day I swim in a sea of unmet expectations and I fail to suffer here well. I...
In a year swelling with racial tension and in a year marked by the uprising of leadership who seems to oppose its’ progress, remembering Martin Luther King Jr. today has felt especially significant. I just spent the last half an hour or so listening twice to King’s “I Have a Dream” speech, which I’ve done for the last few years. ...
Hey All, I'm Lindsay. I'm here putting my heart out there for you to read and hopefully be encouraged by. This place here is my life--my parenting, my home, my Jesus, my thoughts about life. I can't wait to get to know you through this sweet and sacred place.