When it comes to God-breathed dreams (even the scary ones), if I offer my part in humility, He takes over the responsibility piece...
Because his reality isn't pulling any punches, so I don't get to pull them either.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Can we just pause for a moment and talk about how my son just went to his FRESHMAN HOMECOMING? My firstborn son... the one who named me "mommy" when I was barely 20 years old - not old enough to legally purchase alcohol, but legally allowed to bring home a little… Continue reading Freshman HOMECOMING.
Yesterday, I sat down with my blog again for the first time in over a year. My creative energies come and go, so while I was working to finish my undergraduate degree and cooking/birthing baby number 5, I didn't find much mental margin for putting words on screen. Now I find myself in a quieter season… Continue reading The True Weight of “Christian” Authorship