Wednesday, May 28, 2014

a family mission that matters

It was seriously the best ice cream I have ever tasted...I'm not even exaggerating one little bit.
If you are ever visiting Holden Beach please do yourself a favor and stop by Beaches N Cream.

And here's how you can make the stop even better...
take along someone you care a whole lot about and sit on the colorful front porch in one of the well-worn chairs and talk about something important while savoring the deliciousness.

Joey and I have been talking about our family's mission for weeks now.  In fact, our entire church community has been having conversations on this topic which is pretty awesome when you think about it.  Our own conversation continued last night over a turtle sundae.

It began with Joey mentioning that our family mission should have something to do with glorifying God in everything we do.  I simultaneously delighted and cringed.

Sunday, May 25, 2014

when you're wandering and alone

He was on his fourth trip down to the water's edge with Ninja Turtle squirter-thing in hand.  
He filled it up with salt water for his castle-in-progress and for a moment was distracted by a seagull overhead.  He took a few extra steps with his eyes on the sky and then turned to walk back towards me.  

I didn't realize what was happening at first.

Thursday, May 22, 2014

hope in the hard places {a tribute to my birthday girl}

It was nearly midnight when I landed on last year's post.

I had been meaning to go to bed for over an hour but found myself wandering deeper and deeper back into our story.  Reading post after post of words and wonder that depict people...the ones I share meals and germs and a roof with every day.

It was her 'birthday post' from last year...
the words I had written the day she turned five,
the wish I whispered over the cake and candles almost like a prophecy...
I want to see you be brave.
The weight of the days we've lived since then pressed the tears clean out of me.

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

when life gives you cold coffee...

I had administered Lucy's morning supplements, tonics, vitamins, enzymes, and insulin {this is at least a 10 minute process}.
I had made smoothies and eggs and sausage for little hungry bellies.
I had listened to preschool jokes and laughed not because they were funny but because they weren't and yet managed to crack them up.
I had packed lunches and backpacks.
I had helped negotiate at least three sibling conflicts.
I had even changed out of my pj's {bonus!}.

The kids were happy, dressed, and ready for their ride to arrive...success!  And so I poured my first cup of coffee {fatal mistake}.

Sunday, May 4, 2014

my first {and quite possibly last} modeling gig

As a young girl I wandered through the Laura Ashley store in Charleston, South Carolina.  The vivid floral prints and English-inspired designs were dreamy for a garden-loving, whimsy-seeker like me.  There was something both dramatic and quaint about that store.  It was a reflection of the kind of life I wanted to live.  Ever since that day of delight spent in between the aisles of dresses and bedspreads, Laura Ashley has symbolized the classic beauty of the past mixed with a whisper of exciting possibility for the future. 

This week, if you take a peek at the Laura Ashley website, you’ll see my face. 
I have to laugh.

Friday, May 2, 2014

first friday finds :: may 2014

{It's #firstfridayfinds time again and here's this month's unedited, 15 minutes worth of truth.  Please share yours at the bottom too!}
When someone you love is lost it's hard to help them find their way...find the way.
When you see the damage that years of believing lies has done to their hearts and minds you pray desperately that somehow they would find the truth.
When the decisions they are making lead them to the death of their soul over and over again the only solution is to lead them to that one hidden place where life can be found.

Recently I've been struggling with how to help someone I love and I've felt so inadequate.