Almost nine years ago, I was walking in the woods behind my house in Tallahassee. The afternoon sun was waning and my infant son was sleeping in his wrap against my chest. I was walking with Him, too—praying, listening. Suddenly, I felt a presence to my right. With my hand on my baby’s head, I …
My friend Michelle breaks down two verses that can help revive us in this pandemic burnout.
This is Kelly (and her rescue pup, Pumpkin!) Her drink is an iced chai latte. Rather than meeting at Two Cities itself, which is currently closed to in-house customers, we got our coffees to-go, made our way to a nearby park, and spread a quilt underneath the cottonwood trees. Kelly knew exactly what she wanted …
This is Giana.(and baby girl due any day now!) Her drink is an iced creme brûlée mocha (a Kuppa Joy, for locals). Also, how have I never tried one? Gi and I brought our 3-year-old boys to the coffee shop with us,* so sprinkled into our incredibly deep discussion were tiny little voices breaking in …
I didn’t want to write this post. My vanity almost kept me from writing it. But why else would God have allowed such a powerful season of anxiety in the year I was prepping for this blog—2019—if I wasn’t supposed to learn from it and share what I learned with others? Before I dive into …
