I Will Not Fear the Election This November

My husband and I recently escaped cloud-covered Oregon for a quick anniversary trip to the middle of the desert. We had plans to stay in Las Vegas, with a day’s trip to the Grand Canyon. In the middle of the dry and the desolate, man has crafted a place where lights and golden-gilding cover luxurious arch ways ushering people into glossy portrayals of Dante’s nine circles.

In timeless, windowless, oxygen-infused casinos where multisensory stimulation waits around every corner, it is easy to forget both sun and moon, and just keep going, eyes wide, watching the continuous show. One night, we stepped out onto the Stratosphere’s balcony and took the whole scene in from a bird’s eye view. Standing tall in the skyline among the other pleasure palaces was a white and gold tower with one of the two leading Presidential candidates emblazoned upon it. We watched as a bungee jumper took her place on a platform and threw herself off the side of Vegas’ highest tower, trusting that the cords would do their job….Read more at Venn Magazine.


Pray 31 Day 19 ~ Prayers for the Depressed

Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God.” ~Psalm 42:5


My soul feels apathetic, not even heavy, it just feels there. Existing, but not alive.

I know that you died that I may have life and have it abundantly; help me to see how that can be true.

Help me to find the courage to do something, anything, with feeling.

I don’t know if I’m afraid, if I’m angry, if there is something I want—I don’t know what it is.

I am tempted to forsake hope.

Show me that you are my anchor.

May I trust you to give and take away with perfect precision.

May those I love be willing to enter in and call me out.

I will shut down the lies.

When I travel through shadowed valleys I will look for your light and mercy.

May I praise your name in all circumstances, for you have been steadfast, goodness personified, and comfort sent down to me all the days of my life.

It’s my eyes that have drifted, not yours.

I will hope in you.

I will hope.

In Jesus’ name I pray,



Pray 31 Day 18 ~ Prayer for the Anxious

“But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” ~ Matthew 6:33-34
Sometimes, it is hard for me to believe you are sovereign.
I am sorry, but sometimes I struggle with the truth that you are good.
I find myself straining to self-preserve and gain control, and find this leads me into despair or anger.
I see that I am weak, and yet, I try to play strong.
Help me to rely on you when life is too heavy.
When I look around, it is hard for me to not see danger everywhere. I see threats where there are none, and can’t find you.
Show me where you are.
Help me to stop avoiding, and keep me from running away.
Help me to stop trying to escape or attack.
Help me, because I know I am not powerful enough or good enough to do it on my own.
I am trying to know, to act, and to live in the truth that you are.
In Jesus name,

Pray 31 Day 17 ~ Praying for the Family of God

“See what kind of love the Father has given to us, that we should be called children of God; and so we are. The reason why the world does not know us is that it did not know him. Beloved, we are God’s children now, and what we will be has not yet appeared; but we know that when he appears we shall be like him, because we shall see him as he is.” ~ 1 John 3:1-2

Father God,

Thank you that you have laid out a foundation of togetherness that we can build on as you continue to empower us by your grace.

People will know we are yours by the way we love one another. 

Yet, as you know that is not always easy.

Help us to have your patience, kindness, and pursuing love for those around us.

Help us not to live under condemnation, and instead let the spirit of life set us free.

Help us to carry burdens for each other as we endure suffering and to rejoice with each other as you bring success. 

May we see the gift you gave us, when you gave us the church, your body, your family.

May we rejoice in the diversity of different sexes, diverse races, and divergent thinkers.

There is beauty here.

Thank you.

In Jesus name,



Same (Five Minute Friday)

Well, it is Tuesday, but this is my five minute Friday free write. That is just the way this week has been ;). Anyway, I am joining Kate Motaung and others for the five minutes of writing link up on the prompt SAME.  Ready Go:


We are not called to be the same. We have been created to rock the life we are in. Our personality, our spiritual gifts, and our stories both the bright and the dark are woven together to make something that is invariably unique. We are not called to be the same as each other, or the same as the world. And, yet, it is tempting, when the courage to be different weighs heavy.

Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect. Romans 12:2

A beautiful community is created by diversity. This means men and women, young and old, and black and white, plus brown, red, yellow or whatever other color people try to use to describe the flesh of another. The idea that a community could function locked into the small parameters of sameness is ludicrous, we don’t need more of the same, we need the different unified. Those who find unity in purpose, in heart, and in mind find power, this is best seen in its purest form in the Trinity (different functions, perfect unity).

If we fight to find unity while working towards this greatest power of the Almighty God, we may be blessed with a glimpse of the beauty sought after in the prayers of Jesus.

That they may all be one, just as you, Father, are in me, and I in you, that they also may be in us, so that the world may believe that you have sent me. John 17:21


Baby Steps of Belief {#wholemama}

“Free association tests are no longer exclusive to psychotherapy offices. We find them on social networking sites, and play them for fun because the premise makes for a great party game. We engage in this humorous recreation to see if we can make others reveal some of their weird idiosyncrasies. I enjoy these games. They act as a simple exercise to awaken the creative parts of my brain, sometimes bogged down by the gift of lethargy given me by a frightened preschooler the night before.
It usually goes something like this:

Chocolate…Yes, please

Dog…Rover (I don’t know why. I’ve never had a dog named Rover, but it is what it is.)

Journalist…My granddad.

Belief…Help, my unbelief! Always, it is always – help, my unbelief.

I feel like this is a constant prayer of mine, a mental whisper that suddenly and audibly explodes when I behold the brokenness of the world, my city, and my home. When I am forced to see the misery and am tempted to give myself over to sorrow…” I am over at Daily Overflow this week with the anchor post for the #wholemama link up:  https://proverbsnineteen21.wordpress.com/2015/09/08/baby-steps-of-belief-wholemama/  

Thanks for reading!


Put a Bow On It


I celebrate the beginning of summer, and I celebrate the end of it. I am a mom who has four emphatic and effervescent children i.e. loud and bubbly, and summers feel intense. The first week of summer I had the schedule ready to go. On the days we were home, not engaging in outrageous summer festivities, the kids were to make sure and complete a page form their workbook, work on spelling words that were given at the beginning of the week, create art, read thirty minutes, and make sure they kept up with their chores. Yesterday, they watched TV pretty much all day as we slowly tackled the mess left by returning from vacation. We are kind of doing the same thing today…hold on…okay, now someone is working on math. Mommy guilt assuaged. 😉 Anyway, things don’t always go the way we planned, goals sometimes die in disaster, and life has no pretty little bow wrapped upon it unless…unless we decide it does.

There are those who look at life as something to survive, those that see it as something to conquer, and those that see it as a gift.

Each morning we get the chance to decide how we are going to look at this day, this moment. Can we give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus? Or do we let grumbling, complaining, and corrupting talk erupt from our mouth and eradicate all the good gifts that become visible with a slight shift of focus?

Today, I look at life as a gift. I make no promises about tomorrow, because let’s face it, I am a work in progress. I am joining with #WholeMama, in David Letterman style, and making a top ten list to celebrate the gifts of summer.

10. Sunscreen has kept my almost clear, pasty children their normal glowing selves. #SPF

9. Vacation rocked. #CALIFORNIA

8. We haven’t been in school for a while, thus, my kids have had a significant run of no colds, flues, or other infectious vexations. #SUMMERTRUMPSVITAMINC

7. No broken bones, but plenty of bruises and scrapes that were totally worth it. #PLAYHARDPRAYHARD.

6. The kid who, after being potty trained for months, started peeing wherever he darn well pleased has remembered where the toilet is. #BETTERNOTFORGETAGAIN

5. You guys, I got to preach from a pirate ship. #EPIC

4. I have been greatly encouraged by some hilarious, prophetic, and talented mothers these past few months. Love bombs and link ups have brightened my days. #WHOLEMAMA

3. My oldest is learning to cook, and is consistently asking if she can be the one to make lunch. #THISISAMAZING

2. My husband offers mercy for summer exhaustion and has not lost his mind when walking into the house where summer days are lived out. #DONTSTEPONTHATLEGO

1. By the grace of God, we all still love each other, happy memories have been built, and we are all excited for what lies ahead. #BRINGIT