“The quality of our lives is transformed not only by our initial response to Christ, but by our daily answer of faith to whatever a day holds.”

Elisabeth Elliot


A friend recently shared this photo and quote on Facebook, and it’s just what I needed at just the right time.  Thought I’d pass it along for you to benefit as well.  :)


Moving & Thanksgivings

Whew.  What a week it’s been.  A couple weeks, actually; moving out of our condo, in with my parents, then into our new place…  A vacation sounds fantastic right now.  :)

As Levi mentioned in his most recent post, we’ve been renovating this house for a while.  (I say “we” loosely; it’s really been my parents and Josh doing the work!)  This past weekend it was finally at a move-in point, so in we came.  There are still renovations that need to be done and others that need to be finished, but little by little it’s coming together.

It hasn’t been easy.  I’ve come to the conclusion that my body just can’t do what I’m used to it doing and I need to be okay with that.  Though I’m still working on that last part, because I’m not even 30 yet… but I’m hopeful it’ll bounce back to mostly normal once this little boy is born.  Moving and caring for a 1 1/2 year old while pregnant is no joke!

This morning was a rough one as I saw all the mess and dirt and disorganization that still has to be dealt with.  I prayed desperately for strength, and later God reminded me of my thanksgivings journal.  I pulled that back out and wrote a few things down.

*Bright sunshine through large windows

*Morning walk with Levi in the beautiful fall fog

*The front porch being vacuumed and clean

*Space for Levi to explore

*Watching Levi run from one end of the house to the other with his ride-on car

There are so many good things.

I’ve taken today fairly slow and chipped away at what I can, taking time to rest a little and put my swollen feet up.  These little thanksgivings go a long ways in helping me keep a positive attitude.

Hopefully soon I’ll have a couple areas done and can share some photos with you.  :)

Dear Diary

We don’t live in our house anymore.  I thought we would go back after a little time but we haven’t and Mommy says we won’t.  I think I’m okay with that.

We live in Grammie and Grandpa’s house now except with all their stuff and I don’t know where all our stuff is.  Mommy put it in boxes and then it was gone.  I’ve seen some of the boxes in another house though.  Yesterday Mommy and I went to the park and then to the other house and I found my drawer with all my socks — and it was on the floor where I could reach it so I got to pull them all out.

The other house is pretty messy and Daddy and Grammie and Grandpa have been doing a lot of things inside.  I don’t know what they’re doing but it’s better now than it was.  Mommy says that house is where we’ll live next, the house with all our boxes.  And then we won’t have to move again for a long time.

At Grammie and Grandpa’s I get to chase the doggies and the kitty.  Well, I’m not really a’pposed to but sometimes I do anyways because it’s so funny.  And I get to play with a lot of things and go upstairs and make music on the keyboard.  I get to play the keyboard in our new house too, cuz Mommy and Daddy said we’ll bring it with us.

But I don’t really know when that will happen, maybe soon.  I miss my bed and my toys and Mommy’s pots and pans.  So I hope I see them all soon.  For now I’ll keep playing with the animals and Grammie’s spices, those are fun.




The Lord is my shepherd;

I shall not want.

He makes me to lie down in green pastures;

He leads me beside the still waters.

He restores my soul;

He leads me in the paths of righteousness

For His name’s sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil;

For You are with me;

Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;

You anoint my head with oil;

My cup runs over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me

All the days of my life;

And I will dwell in the house of the Lord


Psalm 23


Preaching to my own heart through this post today.  It’s been chaotic and busy lately, the last few days especially.  We’re packing to move, Josh has been working on renovations in the new place, I’ve been trying to cook and bake extra in preparation…  Levi and I have had appointments and have more this week, laundry has to be done (at my wonderful parents’, since we have no hookups), etc. etc. etc.

And then in a rush, we have to be moved out by Friday.

I’m tired.  My back hurts, I can’t lift much, and a little bit of pregnancy nausea has returned.  Levi is exploring and active and so, so adorable; and it’s hard to keep up with him.  Naptimes are used lately for packing and organizing and baking and making phone calls.

It’s temporary, and I’m grateful for that.  But today it’s starting to catch up with me, the exhaustion and overwhelming number of things to do — so I’ve forced myself to put my feet up and read and write.  I need a little rest if I’m going to make it through the rest of the increasingly busy week!

All I wanted to read was this Psalm; it’s a great comfort and brings me peace when I’m feeling frantic.  God is my shepherd, He leads me.  He provides for me and He gives me places and times to rest.  “He makes me to lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside the still waters” (vs. 2) — rest is important to Him.  So much so that He purposefully gives opportunities to rest.

There are times to be selective with our schedules and allow for room, to keep boundaries and not pack ourselves too full.  Busyness isn’t an award or accomplishment.  And there are also stretches, be it a week or two or more when it’s just plain crazy and we have to do what we have to do — but God is still our rest in those times.  He is our rest; we can take 5 minutes to sit and relax, and throughout our days we can remind ourselves that He sustains us and gives us what we need when we need it.  There’s a bigger picture than what’s right in front of us.

I’m so thankful.  He is good.  And now that I’ve had a chance to rest and read, and to process this tidbit… it’s time to make more phone calls and pack more boxes.  I hope my thoughts and the lessons God teaches me are encouraging to you as well.  :)

Dear Diary

Mommy put me in my crib so I would fall asleep.  She does that every day, and I can usually fall asleep but today I don’t think I want to.  So I’m going to keep humming and talking to Bub and my bears.

I don’t really know what day it is either, because Daddy was home for another day this weekend and now he’s at work.  I guess it’s Tuesday, right?  Well anyway, yesterday Daddy got to come with me and Mommy when we went to see the cow!  We go see the cow and Mommy gets eggs in the store.  ‘Cept yesterday the cow wasn’t there, but I got to see the goat — and the pigs!  Have you ever smelled a pig?  They’re really, really stinky.

But I got to run around the pig pen and get rocks!  Oh yeah, there were chickens too and I tried to say hi but they didn’t want to say hi back.  They just wanted to walk around and eat the dirt.  They didn’t have to be inside a fence; I don’t know how they got lucky and the goat didn’t, cuz I wanted to see the goat outside the fence.

I’m starting to yawn a little so maybe I will take a nap…  But let me see, what else can I tell you?  Mommy took me to a store this morning to meet a friend and we had to sit at the table foreeeeeevvvvveeeeeeerrrrr.  I got to eat some of Mommy’s bagel but she had a drink in a cool cup and I really wanted it.

There was a guy who said hi and waved to me too and I waved back and nodded my head.  Hmm I need my pillow now — there it is.  Yeah, and I got to play with plastic eggs on the table ‘cept I just threw them off because I can throw far and I wanted to see where they would go.  So then Mommy had to get them.

My blanket is really snuggly, you know.  And the guy outside mowing the lawn is making a noise that’s making me fall asleep…  I’m just gonna close my eyes and keep talk—


Levi :))

Daring To Hope – Book Review

A few days ago I wrote about a book I’ve had the privilege of previewing, Daring to Hope by Katie Davis Majors.  Now that I’ve finished reading it and had time to process it, I have the opportunity to share my thoughts with you…

It’s so rich, friends.  It’s a real-life, day-to-day example of what it means to follow Christ.  And not only in the easy, joyful parts of life — Katie shares many examples of hardship and how God worked during those times.  If you’ve ever wrestled with how a good God can allow bad things to happen, which I think most of us have, you’ll find a satisfying perspective through Katie’s experiences (which include watching close friends die and having a child taken away).

It’s not sugar-coated Christianity.  It’s the nitty-gritty, questioning God and truly finding Him to be all-sufficient even in the worst seasons.  It’s pressing in to know Him more, to know why, to find answers and see Him provide time and time again regardless of what that provision looks like.

You can see a video preview here, and I highly encourage you to pick up a copy when it releases in October.  No matter where you live, though you may not have the same daily life as Katie does in Uganda — the book is relatable and will touch your heart.

I may do a giveaway with a copy or two when it comes out, so stay tuned for that.  If you want a little more history and understanding of Katie’s story, click here and read through her blog posts from over the years.  :)

Enjoy, and have a great Friday evening!