So why would I name my blog “No Words”? Why would anyone name a blog that? After all, a blog is filled with words, right? Well, here’s the backstory. Lately, I’ve been thinking about how much I love to write. I’m not the best writer in the world, but I do believe I’m gifted and
As many of you know, last year, I wrote a blog post concerning my marriage and how I had just recently moved out. I did it because one - writing has always been a way I process my feelings. I like to be vulnerable and raw with my experiences, as I live an open book life.
Like many of us, I’ve been through various trials in my life. When it comes to adoption, teen pregnancy, racial (and sexual) identity issues, and plenty of other things I’ve been there. Some seasons were easier than others, and some left bigger scars. And although each trial provided some incredible gleaning opportunities, it all feels
I have a podcast interview coming up this month in which the host would like to discuss my new book, The CULTURE Challenge. As his protocol entails, he emailed me a list of questions he will ask me during the interview. Upon reading the email, I was immediately caught off guard by question number one.
I loved your 2004 hit song, “Jesus Walks.” I didn’t know why and I didn’t know Jesus... but, there I was listening to it over and over again as a young, very lost teenage girl. There was a particular passion, desperation and hope in your voice that resonated with me because I too, struggled under
Last week, our landlord had a roofing company come over to replace the roof. The diligent roofers worked tirelessly in the over 100-degree weather. After they finished and left, we noticed there was excess tar spilled down the awnings and all over the concrete patio out back. Due to spending over 8 hours pressure washing
One day, about a year ago, I was in church and felt prompted to let one of the worship leaders know that God sees them. I could feel His heart whispering, I see you…. I see you…. to that person, but the message wasn’t getting through to them. Apparently, they felt invisible in that season,
Most nights, me or my husband will read to our two youngest children before bed. Last night, our son chose an awesome glow-in-the-dark dinosaur book that Nana included in his Easter basket this year. The special glow pages consisted of different habitats. Various dinosaurs, large and small were camouflaged within each scenery. You had to
Our almost 4-year-old daughter, Harper is very wild, outgoing and silly (she takes after her father). However, she’s also a loving, gentle and surprisingly honest soul for her age. We found a dollar once on the ground at Giant Eagle and after I asked the lady in front of us if it belonged to her,
My three-year-old daughter doesn’t like to go upstairs by herself, especially at night. If you’re already wondering if this is about how my house is haunted or something, don’t worry… it’s not. She just simply doesn’t feel comfortable and always asks us to stay near if she has to get something or has to go
I’m not one to watch the news often, just ask my husband. All this turmoil and pain in the world puts such a heavy burden on my heart and I just can't stand the weight of it. Plus, I feel like the news has a sly way of instilling additional fear in our minds. My