Everything started here
I started writing on a blog called 29 Lincoln Avenue sixteen years ago. The name for my first blog came from the street address of the home I grew up in a small town in Southern Indiana. I loved the idea of inviting you into my “blog home” every week.
It was through learning to write and create content there (and then here) that I discovered my love for words and my voice as a writer. When I started, Twitter and Facebook were the rage and blogging found a unique place that would be writers (like me) were able to practice publishing more than a handful of words at at time.
Through blogging I started writing books. I am eternally grateful for that opportunity to put something more of my heart in the hands of those who are bookish by nature.
But even with Instagram, youTube, and every other social media option out there—I still love to add a few words here.
And I suspect I always will.
When The View from Where You Sit is Rather Grey
"The view from where I sit is rather grey." - Elizabeth Bennet Pride and Prejudice (the movie, the new one, not the old one) Grief is a strange thing. For some strange reason it keeps coming back to me in images of water. Initially, I felt like I was in an ocean of...
An Ocean of Grief
Every Christmas my dad would sit in the same hard back chair in our living room and watch the girls open their gifts. For the past 4 years this little one has been in his lap. This was the only picture I took of him this year, other than the mandatory family photo...
When A Mom Goes Home, She Goes to the Mission Field
"The heart of motherhood never stops beating" - September McCarthy, Raising Generations Today, Hope 2014 I watched them come through the door carrying their notebooks and tote bags filled with expectations and snacks. Some sat in chairs, others grabbed a seat on the...
When You Need to Arise and Go #livethankful
Have you ever said yes to something and not known why in the world God wanted you to? Have you thrown up your hands in desperation and cried a tear or two because why does He bother with you in anyway? But you arise and you go, and in the going you see how He knew...
Off to Raising Generations Today Conference
Today, I'm headed to New York to join 300 moms for the Raising Generations Today conference. Brooke and I are speaking on "When You need HOPE Now" twice on Saturday. I'm excited and nervous. I so would appreciate your prayers as we travel and gather. God...
One Question That Changed Everything
I like to be in control. I want to be the go-to girl with all the answers. Does that girl yield or render? Not too long ago, in a defining moment, God asked me one question and it changed everything I thought about surrender. You see I had a story to tell. It...
Gratitude turns our lives upside down #livethankful
Gifts 2172-2193 sidewalk art * What He became for us * a tiny bit of margin in a crazy week tech week * homemade granola bars * sisters reading book 8 of "Little House" finally arriving * festive cupcakes * excited sisters making posters * opening night * friends who...
What He Became For Us #shesharestruth
This week for #shesharestruth we studied Psalm 38 which is about David who is sick with sin and crying out to God. David is miserable: "I am completely numb, totally spent, hopelessly crushed. The agitation of my heart makes me groan." Psalm 38:8 (The Voice) His...
What I Wore
Hey friends! Happy Wednesday, which means you made it to the middle of the week! You go girl! This week I'm sharing a couple of things I wore and I have a question for you at the end! This week was about a shirt and a pair of pants... Left: This shirt...
One Question to Ask Yourself Mom
"I want so many things for my girls. I can’t help it, I’m their mom. I pray for them. I train them. I open the Word of God with them. I do these things with the hope they will trust the Lord with all their heart and not lean on their own understanding. I desperately...