Colorful Pepper Salsa
My people go through salsa by the gallons. The fresh homemade kinds are their favorite. As soon as I get it chopped up, it gets gulped down along with a bag of tortilla chips. This is one of my go-to salsa recipes that shakes up our routine a bit by only using...
I Long To Stay In The Current
I’ve been thinking about this since last summer; it’s helpful in how I picture my life with God. Consider God as the headwaters, the initiator, the source of free-flowing grace. God generously gives us what we need to be reunited with Him. When we receive His grace,...
Free Flowing Grace
Free flowing grace...it comes like rain on my dry and weary soul. It seals the gaps between who I am and who God made me to be. Free flowing grace...it is available in each moment. It comes from looking up to your Creator. When the world says you are not...
Lessons for Littles About the Power of Words
Yep. That happened. My kiddo said his first “real” cuss word. I think every parent is caught off guard by that, maybe like when your first kiddo loses his first tooth? If you missed the story, you can check it out here. The “first cuss word” was actually a great...
How To (Gracefully) Steal Your Child’s Easter Candy
The joy of what is the Easter Egg Hunt, when we want to see our kids’ eyes full of joy and their baskets overflowing with sweet things, leaves us in a predicament post-Easter: What do we do with all of this candy? Ok, so there are a few philosophies on how to solve...
Teaching Moments
“Don’t tell Dad! Please, please don't tell dad!" That is what I heard last week after my 8-year-old son said his first curse word (at least the first that I heard), and he felt a deserved consequence was coming. He sprinted downstairs and pleaded “You heard me! I’m...
More Than They Deserve
As we exit the season of chocolate bunnies and marshmallow chicks, clean up the kitchen and put away the Easter clothes…looking back, what we just celebrated was forgiveness...God giving us more than we deserve...the definition of grace. What if we chose to live this...
Wait For The Rest of Your Story
Good Friday leaves me experiencing a weird paradox of feelings. We call it “good” because Jesus was crucified, and you may know the rest of the story; to Jesus’s disciples, and His mother Mary, who had no idea what was about to happen...this would have been a really...