I deeply miss the diverse relationships I had in high school; I miss recognizing and celebrating diverse friendships, having the weeds of prejudice pulled from my white privilege perspective, and raising my children with a colorful and beautiful view of the world.
Four women are gathering here for the next month and are having conversations on privilege perspectives and racial reconciliation. Grab some coffee, ready your heart, and join our conversation.
I inhaled camaraderie, and exhaled competition.Walking into a room of 800 women who write, speak, and teach, I had a choice. These are unquestionably my people. But insecurity, lies, and fear are sneaky fellows who travel together, sidelining talents, treasures and time. I could sink into insecurity, or rise up through encouragement.
Saying no encourages me to re-frame my focus and prioritize the people, relationships, experiences that truly matter. Saying no allows me to rest and recharge and be refreshed. Saying no enables me to truly value and appreciate those experiences I do end up saying yes to.
if we’re gut-real honest about the “hard” of motherhood, we might all admit that more than a quiet reprieve from the raucous, we’re desperate for a heart-rending run-in with the marvelous.
My goal every day isn’t to get a million things done or to make the world go round, it’s to live in Presence. Present with God, present with myself, and present with the people and situations around me.
It’s important for me to stop and really look at him in these moments. To appreciate the way God has wired him and gifted him uniquely. Because raising him has been a challenge that has stretched me to my breaking point at times.
The great thing about gratitude is that it can turn the whole thing around in a moment. We can often think the whole day is shot if the morning was sour. Don't buy into the lie that a rotten five minutes ruins five hours.