For Approval (Part 1)
You can call it perfectionism if you want. But that’s just a symptom of the bigger problem. I’ve wanted to be approved. I’ve wanted to be loved. I’ve forgotten that I already am.
You can call it perfectionism if you want. But that’s just a symptom of the bigger problem. I’ve wanted to be approved. I’ve wanted to be loved. I’ve forgotten that I already am.
Summer isn’t for stepping up, it’s for stepping back. It’s not about lead feet, it’s about bare feet, and we will spend our days learning to cease from all the striving.
The truth is that just below my mostly calm (and sometimes even collected) surface, there has always been a plucky undercurrent of urgency.
Hey Friends, I can’t believe I’m actually saying this, but my words are roaming about over on Bo Stern’s blog today. Bo. Stern. Iron Shoes Bo Stern. Beautiful Battlefields Bo Stern. Wildly spectacular human Bo Stern. Geesh. A couple of weeks ago she asked me if I might want write for her. I said yes. And then…
This book is a foundation for battle. You need to read it now so that when you’re called upon to fight, you are ready the moment the first shot is fired.
I’m thrilled to say that “The Church Planting Wife” deserves a permanent perch shelf of every woman who is in ministry alongside her husband, be it church planting or otherwise.
I’m especially excited about this summer because two of our three kids are reading independently, making them the perfect age to participate in summer reading programs.
We each must find the verse that we will contribute and speak it will all the power and grace of Shakespeare. Our part will be measured into the entire script and we will be extraordinary.
It was a gloriously distracting lullaby, rife with self-deprecating bits of sarcastic goodness (say that three times fast) and perfectly-timed pop culture references for girls like me who grew up sporting Cosby sweaters and unhealthy addictions to Richard “Fishisms.”