Silence is necessary.


Is there truly a such thing?

In a world that is always going, moving, and doing…is there silence?

Like other ‘tasks’, I feel it is something we must take the time to margin in our daily life.
We can rest in silence, pray in silence, and most importantly hear and gain understanding.
Sometimes the noise can be too loud. Even our thoughts, if negative, can become too much.

Silence is necessary.









Rest is necessary.

One thing I have been challenged to do lately is to focus on how I am ‘pouring in’.
We give so much. Especially as wives and mothers, we are always giving.
In general, we give advice, we give an ear (to listen), we give a hand (to help).

But how are you giving to yourself?

How are you pouring back in, so that you can pour out effectively?

Given today’s prompt of silence, I believe it is necessary to create space…quiet space for ourselves.
We may use this time to pray or hear from the Lord, but to be honest, we just need space to be.
And do nothing.
I’ve always thought by doing ‘nothing’ I was being lazy or somehow it was a lack of effort.
But as my soul has grown weary and in need of REST, I’ve realized that it is NECESSARY to rest.

Just like our cell phones need to ‘charge up’ which often includes putting it down and not in use…we do too.
So, I’ll put forth conscious effort to be in a space that invites silence to RECHARGE.

This post is a part of #FiveMinuteFriday.

I have permission. Do you?

I have permission to be.

I have permission to fall. Get back up. Fall. Get back up, again.

Life is balance.

Balance of working, dreaming, doing, and being.

Sometimes life can feel like an emotional and mental tug-of-war.

I have permission to press play.

I have permission to press pause. Press play. And to press pause as many times as needed.

I have permission to feel overwhelmed. I have permission to feel.

Most importantly, I give myself permission to pray.

I have permission to be. Right here. Right now.

Give yourself permission to not be ok. Give yourself permission to be…just as you are…right here. Right now.

There is something magical about giving ourselves permission to be authentic, to be ourselves.









But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 2 Corinthians 12:9


Lonely, Never Alone

// I find myself rather lonely at times. And although lonely, never alone.

I’m consistently reminded that God not only is with me, but goes before me.

I’m a year into relocating. Yet sometimes I find myself still feeling ‘new.’

As I continue to meet new people, try new foods, discover new locations.

Sometimes it feels overwhelming.

This brings me to my writing prompt.









I find it hard that my support system no longer comprises of my family or long term friends.

And yet, I find it refreshing.

It’s refreshing to know what there is a new community rallying around my little family.

From catching rides to sports practice and games, to sleepovers, the “Minnesota nice” has shown itself.

It is hard to describe how grateful I am for complete strangers to have our well-being in mind.

From BBQ invites, to holiday parties, the unexpected support has been such a blessing.

It’s just another example, manifestation, of God’s goodness and faithfulness.

So although I feel lonely, I am never truly alone.
My long-term support is a call, text, or even an email away.

My new physical support is a “hey I need help.” And God sends them running.//

This post is part of Five Minute Friday (FMF)!

It is a free write, which means: no editing, no over-thinking, no worrying about perfect grammar or punctuation. Just write.

FMF Prompt: Support

I think. I try. I did. (FMF)

This post is part of the weekly Five Minute Friday (FMF) link-up! It is a free write, which means: no editing, no over-thinking, no worrying about perfect grammar or punctuation. Just write.

FMF Prompt: Try









What is the hardest thing you tried as a kid?

I think the hardest thing I’ve tried was overcoming grief.
(Kid and grief do not logically belong in the same phrase together, but the two are woven into my story.)

A lot of times when life gets uncomfortable, it is easy to give in.
It is easy to just be.

But what if we tried?

We try something new? Try harder? Try different?

Try again…and again…and again.

In life’s imperfection, rarely is something achieved on our first attempt.

Instead, it is effort upon effort, compounded by consistency, that we achieve our greatest victories.

And yet, somehow ‘trying’ seems almost as a ‘pass.’
In honesty, sometimes we have to do more than try.

We must do better. Be better.

Somewhere in between trying and doing, we’ll discover an evolution from “I think I can, I think I can” to “I did it. I did it. I did it.”

What will you try today? A new thought? A new action?

This time last year…

As August 1st draws near, I reflect on this past year. This time last year I cried.

I was praying about my upcoming re-location, with a combination of excitement and anxiety. This has been a season of transition in all areas.

I reflected and prayed for God to protect my family, for Him to keep them, and keep me. I was scared of the missed baseball games, missing my daughter’s birthday celebration, and missing other moments I deemed precious as I embarked on my journey…alone.

The following weeks and months were some of the hardest days I have been through, as I adjusted to my new surroundings; adjusting to new people, new environment, new culture, lots of NEW.

August of last year, my family was over 1,000 miles away. This took my relationship with my husband to a new level. Today, he remains my biggest cheerleader. He provides so much encouragement and love every day. We have stood on a solid foundation that has been in the work for 13 years of friendship and almost 10 years of marriage.

I was challenged to re-shape my role as a mother, providing guidance and comfort via letters, cards, and weekly face time.

My kids re-located from TN to MN January of this year, so these past 6 months have been interesting to say the least, as I’ve taken on the role of a ‘single mom’ physically. With my husband in the military, he remains miles and a phone call away.

We have grown so much in this season.

I am in awe at God’s grace and mercy toward me. I am truly a blessed woman and kept.

I have so much of my story to share, but I felt compelled to share this snippet. My attitude of gratitude is over-flowing today so I had to share what has been on my heart for a while now.