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Have you had a tough conversation lately? One that left you reeling in the aftermath, and picking up pieces of the conversation, turning them over and over, trying to figure out how it went SO WRONG. What do you remember about the conversation? Do you remember how you felt as adrenaline started rushing through your body? Do you remember the words you chose as you tensed and fought to keep the conversation calm? Did you rise to the elevation of the conversation or did you draw inward and shut down? Most importantly, do you remember what the...read more
My twelve year old daughter loves Taylor Swift. Shocker. This past weekend she offered the full play by play of the new TS video and how different, slightly dark and obscure it is in comparison to what she has created in the past. Typically I am not intrigued by pop culture in a way that calls me to my laptop to google search and watch the latest videos, however my girl was so worked up and a little confused by this other side of TS, my curiosity got the best of me. Instead of heading over to my drive to plug away at this post, I watched Look...read more
The Charlie Brown generation is familiar with his famous phrase “Good grief.” I never thought much about those words until I found myself in the middle of a grief journey… and it felt anything but good. I realized early on that confronting my pain would be inevitable. I wasn’t able to stuff it, ignore it, or minimize it the way some people do. I just knew deep down that there would be no skipping over the grieving process. I couldn’t go around it; I had to walk through it. I remember having the conscious thought that I wanted to...read more
My son is having a rough day. There is a loudness, a faster pace, an invitation to impulse that has swirled around him for days. Today in particular, has been a challenge. We are fresh off of that one last summer vacation which ended mid week and launched us back into the “school is starting next week”, hustle. I am tired. My kids are tired. I am constantly running through my to do list in my mind. Backpacks, check. School supplies, check. Lunch boxes, (the ones I so efficiently bought on clearance last year) still missing. Today, my own...read more
My five year old (Teo) and I sat cooing at our family’s newest baby, Remy. “We love you so much, Remy!” I said, and Remy smiled up at us. We played like this for a few minutes, lavishing affection on baby brother, when Teo stopped and whispered with tentative sincerity, “Mom, do you love Remy more than you love me?” These are some of the most precious moments in parenthood—when the opportunity to minister to your children lands solidly and graciously in your lap. When your babies are bold enough to ask you the questions troubling...read more