Replanted in Hope and Joy
I read this quote a week ago as I was preparing for a caregiver support group. I was searching for something meaningful—something to ground us—tether us to hope. This question did the opposite for me. It stung.It called me in— taunting me all week— like a mirror I keep walking past, refusing to make eye… Continue reading Embracing Stillness: The Power of Patience and Self-Reflection
When grief collides with grief, sometimes the only thing I know to do is write... when the tears retreat with all the energy I have left, all I know to do is attempt to string words together to make it make sense... And so it was this afternoon, as I attempted to find a way… Continue reading When grief collides
At its root, feeling loved is about feeling safe to be seen, heard, understood, known, and accepted as the whole complex human you are—body, mind, and soul.
The entire house was still... the only sound I could hear was the trickling of the water fountain on my coffee table, and the cats purring next to me... I was snuggled up on my Grammy's oversized red couch that has now made its home in my family room—transforming this once-neglected space into our sanctuary.… Continue reading Depth
For almost a year, we have been worshiping with the Encounter community at Arlington Heights United Methodist church—a refuge and sanctuary for our grieving hearts during this season of transition. Each week we hear the gospel—that we were created for community, that we are beloved, and that we belong; we sing, we receive communion, we… Continue reading The desert
Each year I have taken up a practice of choosing a word to be my guide… to focus my heart and soul and mind in the direction I feel God calling me. In 2020, my word was Ignite, and it didn’t disappoint. 2020—amisdt the challenges of a global pandemic and this country’s reckoning with race… Continue reading Freedom
Uprooted 