There are seasons when I look at our checking account after the bills are paid and think, Okay…now what? There’s a little money left, but not enough to do everything I’d like to do. The emergency fund could use a little more. The car will eventually need repairs. The kids always seem to need something.…
Every time I hear a sermon about giving, my stomach tightens. Not because I don’t want to be generous. But because I immediately start doing math. I’d love to tithe. I really would. But when giving ten percent means wondering how we’ll pay the electric bill, put gas in the car, or buy groceries, the…
Have you ever been perfectly content with your life until you opened social media? Maybe your day wasn’t extraordinary, but it was good. The kids were fed. The bills were paid. Laundry was folded—or at least moved from the washer to the dryer. Life felt manageable. Then you opened Instagram. Suddenly you’re scrolling past spotless…
There are seasons when my planner feels like a game of Tetris. Work deadlines compete with family responsibilities. Volunteer commitments overlap with appointments. The laundry needs folded, the dishes need washed, emails need answered, and someone always needs a ride somewhere. By the time I crawl into bed at night, I often find myself wondering…
There are seasons when lack seems to be everywhere we look. Not necessarily financial lack, although that can certainly be part of it. Sometimes the things we feel we’re lacking are much harder to measure. Time. Energy. Patience. Answers. Margin. Direction. Confidence. Rest. Lately, I’ve found myself focusing on what feels unfinished. There’s another school…
Sometimes showing up as a mom looks less like strength… and more like sitting on the bathroom floor asking God to help you make it through the day gently. Not because you don’t love your family. Not because you’re failing. But because motherhood can feel heavy in ways very few people talk about honestly. Somewhere…
Somewhere along the way, motherhood started feeling like a performance I could never quite keep up with. Even on my best days, it still felt like I was falling behind somewhere. So I kept pushing. Kept carrying. Kept telling myself that if I just managed my time better, became more disciplined, got more organized, or…
There was a season where I avoided looking at our numbers. Which, ironically, was the exact season I needed to be looking at them the most. We had dropped down to one income, and everything felt tight. A good portion of our bills were on autopay—because they had to be—and they all seemed to hit…
Trust isn’t usually broken in one big moment.It’s chipped away in small decisions we tell ourselves don’t really matter. A number left unreconciled.A shortcut taken because “it’s close enough.”A process skipped because no one is watching. I’ve seen firsthand what happens when those small decisions stack up. Not just in theory—but in accounts that didn’t…
There’s a quiet kind of pressure that many of us carry…The feeling that everything depends on us. Managing the finances.Keeping the house running.Raising the kids well.Making the right decisions.Holding it all together. And somewhere along the way, without even realizing it, we begin to carry it like it’s all ours. Like it all depends on…