Today, we move. No, we’re not going far away (literally two miles down the road), just to a bigger apartment in a slightly closer area to where we want to be. But it’s strange and surreal to be moving away from a place that has been ‘home’ the longest.
Ahh, the New Year. There is so much post-holiday cheer still hanging around, and the excitement of resolutions and change is filling the air with a promise of a better tomorrow.
For some of us, though, the New Year can be isolating. The better tomorrow seems impossible.
A silent God, hopeless dreams and the reality of loneliness seem to step in the way of the excitement of the season because at this point, it really feels as though nothing can change. So we grin and bear it through the turn-of-the-year parties and resolutions, knowing things won’t change but deep down wishing they would.
I say that because I’ve been there. Continue reading “For Those Who Need Hope”
Merry Christmas! Well, Christmas Eve, but still. Whoever you are, wherever you are, I’m wishing you the best Christmas of your life. Continue reading “Merry Christmas”
Over this weekend I did something I’ve been wanting to do for a really, really long time. Continue reading “Small Steps of Rest”
As my last post indicates, this season has been a little crazy. I didn’t intend to take a hiatus (especially on such a incomplete thought), but that’s what happened and now I think it was good for me to take a break. I had to focus for a little bit on being a mom, on being a wife, and not pursue myself so much. I know that can be taken a few different ways, but trust me when I say that I think I’m a better part of our family because of it. Continue reading “Don’t Stop.”
I’ve been a little quiet lately on social media, besides pointless scrolling and otherwise non-engaging in other people’s things. And although I told myself that I’m just a little too busy to engage in writing and sharing photos, I realize as my days go by that’s just something I’m telling myself to feel a bit better about ignoring my personal goals and commitments. Continue reading “I’m In This Season…”
One of my favorite things about living in Asheville is the artistic community. We have painters and sculptors, musicians and dancers. I’ve never lived in a city where the arts have been so vibrant.
I love walking through downtown during the early evenings. Street performers are everywhere. Poets on the corner, musicians next to the bus stop, and acrobats juggling on unicycles line the sidewalks. These people have incredible stories, and to me are full of inspiration. Performance of any kind is hard, and takes lots of stamina and patience to not only please your audience, but to make enough money to make it to the next town.
Being in a place where art is so easily accessible has forced me to re-evaluate what ‘worship’ looks like. Already this is a topic that people argue about back and forth about when it comes to a church’s traditional worship environment (is it worship if the music is to loud? Are you really experiencing God if you don’t engage physically in song? etc), and sometimes I feel like we are so focused on the right way to worship that we forget that there are many ways to worship. Continue reading “Worship Creatively”
No matter how much changes in your life, there are things that stay undeniably the same. It seems that, in the end, we all have our own themes that define our actions, drive our passions, and fuel our soul. These ‘themes’ are evident when we look back at our life and find the similarities in our hobbies, in our accomplishments and in failures.
If you follow us on social media (namely, Instagram), you’ll know by now that we’ve added a new addition to our family.
World, Meet Pongo.