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My Definition of a Good Day Has Changed

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When I was younger, a good day usually meant something happened. There was somewhere to go, something to buy, someone to see, or something exciting enough to make the day feel different from all the others. A good weekend needed plans. A good vacation needed activities. A good birthday needed to ... READ the POST

The older I get, the more my definition of a “good day” has changed. I don’t need something exciting to happen anymore. Sometimes a good day is simply one where everyone I love is okay, nothing goes terribly wrong, I laugh a little, eat something good, and go to bed with some peace. I’m learning that ordinary days deserve more appreciation than we give them.

God’s Timing Is Probably the Part of Faith I Struggle With Most

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I can believe that God is able to do something and still become frustrated wondering when He is going to do it. That is one of the more complicated parts of faith for me. Believing in God’s power isn’t always the struggle. Sometimes the struggle is believing that His timing can be trusted when it ... READ the POST

Some prayers are answered quickly. Others leave us waiting much longer than we ever expected. I’ve struggled with God’s timing because I like answers, plans, and knowing what comes next. This article is about learning to trust God even when the answer hasn’t arrived yet.

Why Are We Saving the Good Stuff for Someday?

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I think a lot of us grew up in homes where there were certain things you weren’t supposed to use. There might have been good dishes that only came out for holidays, towels nobody was supposed to touch, furniture that seemed to exist primarily for decoration, or candles that remained unburned because ... READ the POST

Why do we keep saving the good stuff for “someday”? The nice dishes, the expensive perfume, the outfit we love, the candle that smells too good to burn. I’m starting to realize that ordinary days are still part of the life we prayed for. Maybe Tuesday is enough of a special occasion. Use the good stuff. Enjoy what you have. Today actually showed up.

Saturday Mornings Just Don’t Feel the Same Anymore

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There was something special about Saturday mornings when I was growing up. I don’t remember anybody announcing that Saturday was special or explaining why I should appreciate it. It just was. You woke up knowing there was no school, no alarm clock forcing you out of bed, and no rush to get dressed ... READ the POST

Remember when Saturday mornings actually felt special? Cartoons, a bowl of cereal, riding bikes, playing outside, and having nowhere important to be. Somewhere along the way, Saturdays turned into errands, laundry, grocery shopping, and catching up on everything we didn’t finish during the week. Maybe we need to bring a little of that childhood Saturday feeling back.

What If I’m Not Unhappy, I’m Just Bored With My Life?

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There are times when absolutely nothing is wrong with my life, and yet something still feels a little off. That can be difficult to admit because we usually assume dissatisfaction must have a reason. If I am unhappy, surely there must be something wrong. Maybe I don’t like my job. Maybe there is a ... READ the POST

Have you ever looked at your life and thought, “Nothing is really wrong, so why do I feel so restless?” Maybe you don’t need to change your entire life. Maybe you’ve just been doing the same things for so long that you forgot you’re allowed to try something new. Sometimes we aren’t unhappy, we’re simply bored.

When Did Being Forgiving Turn Into Letting People Walk All Over Me?

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I have always considered being forgiving one of my better qualities. I don’t like holding grudges. I don’t enjoy staying angry with people. Even when someone hurts me, there is usually a part of me that tries to understand why they did what they did. Maybe they were having a bad day. Maybe they ... READ the POST

I’ve been asking myself a hard question lately: Am I really just a forgiving person, or have I become too easy to take advantage of? There’s a difference between choosing peace and being afraid of conflict. I’m learning that I can forgive someone, love them, pray for them and still say, “You don’t get to keep treating me like that.”

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