Throwback: Candid Moments of Inspiration

Lately, I have found myself frequently getting bogged down in a frustrating pattern of struggling to tackle my overwhelmingly lengthy to-do list before succumbing to mindlessly scrolling perpetually negative news updates. The mundanity was causing me to feel despondent. I realized I needed to switch gears and instead refocus on the candid moments of inspiration that continue to happen all around me.

Throwback: Be Three

Three-year-olds get a bad rap sometimes.  Granted, for good reason, they are often dramatic, defiant, loud, and unpredictable.  However, as I reflected on some of the traits of my little girl, I started to flip my perspective and consider all the positive aspects of three.  I thought of the times that I have watched her in awe and I began to wonder what my life would be like if I took on some of the positive characteristics of my three-year-old daughter.

Throwback: Seeing Beyond the Dot

The black dot analogy connects to many of my life experiences.  Specifically, the reality that parents and kids often remember experiences differently.  It seems that moms are often harder on ourselves than our kids are on us.  It makes me wonder, are kids somehow able to keep their focus on the whole page while parents struggle to see beyond the dot?

Learning to Accept a Messy Faith – Continued

I thought to myself, this game stinks. I literally looked all over the house for hidden toys, aided solely on random, vague clues from a four year old, was laughed at, forgotten about, and then after finally finding the lost toy…nothing. Later, as I reflected on the game, I was struck by some of the similarities the game had to the fears I was trying to articulate about my faith journey. Especially recently, as I’ve faced several major life transitions, I have been a little bit stuck in fear and questions over what is supposed to happen next.

Learning to Accept a Messy Faith

For Christians to suggest that doubt prevents success or God’s will from being fulfilled would imply that doubt doesn’t coexist with faith, or that somehow our human doubt is stronger than our God.  I disagree.  I like to think that faith, even faith with doubt, is much more about connecting with God, being the hands and feet of Jesus, and letting our lights shine to those around us.