Small talk is a curious thing. It is often thought rude not to engage in small talk with strangers, but we rarely strengthen relationships or open ourselves up when we do so. I especially struggled with small talk following the …
Running For My Life
“Hey Mom, you need to write about your running,” said my 10-year-old son. “Tell people why you run so much.” We were walking home from church, kicking ice balls down the sidewalk. I shivered a little harder. My son had …
Idolatry of Magnitude
My world has shrunk. My days revolve around her tiny cries and constant need for food and attention. We sleep a little, eat and then repeat. I would not have it any other way. The first time I gave birth …
Wonder Walks
When I was eight years old, my mother placed a book in my lap and told me to read the entire thing by the end of the week. I looked down at the front cover, which had an illustration of …
Redefining the Friendship Loss
In the middle of a very intense season of my life, my two best friends connected over a shared project and from my perspective, for whatever reason, I wasn’t asked to join in. I was left out. I felt like …
The Vulnerability of Miscarriage
I have a story to tell. It isn’t an easy one to share. It’s deeply personal and I wish it had never happened to me. And yet this story is one of the most defining moments of my journey in …
Suffering with your Friend
My husband and I met Josh and Wendy when we moved to York, Pennsylvania, and started looking for a church. Wendy immediately introduced herself, and she was quickly followed by her husband, Josh. They were compassionate, caring and knew exactly …
Held Your Whole Life
The call toBe you, Bravelyis concurrently empowering and intimidating. We get that. Sometimes it’s hard to know where to start or identify exactly what is calling our hearts toward doing something brave. If you’re not sure what brave thing to …
Unexpected Blessings
The holidays are approaching — the most wonderful time of the year! Or is it? For many of us, the excitement, family gatherings, reflecting on the birth of Christ are a “mixed bag of emotions” ranging from grief and sadness, …
Courage to Have Another Baby
The little white stick showed a blue cross, and my breath was frozen. It was the seventh time I’d seen that symbol, but my home only had two children running through it. With my wide hips, regular cycle and two …
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