I have a confession: I've always wanted to be a mom. I have the greatest mom. I remember one morning when I was a kid, my mom took me to school and for whatever reason that day, I didn't want to get out of the car. So, being the ever wise mom that she is,... Continue Reading →
Monday Mugs || Flocking Together
I'm convinced we all, at times, act as conduits of God's peace to each other.
Because If I Can Run I Can Write
I never thought I'd ever be more afraid to write than to run. But I laid in bed two Fridays ago thinking that exact thing. I was to run the CRIM—a ten-mile race downtown Flint—the very next morning and literally felt less anxiety about running than writing. Huh? Running has never been something I ever... Continue Reading →