Tag: faith
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National Get Up Day: The Quiet Strength of Getting Back Up
National Get Up Day lands at an interesting time of year. January ends, winter still feels long, and many people are already tired of pushing toward goals they set just a few weeks ago. The ice-skating connection makes sense because skating teaches something most of us resist learning in life: that falling is not failure.…
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The Journey of Faith: Embracing Uncertainty
There is something deeply restorative about being alone in your car. No one is asking you to turn the radio down. No competing playlists. Just a stretch of road, a few thoughts, and a song that somehow knows exactly where you are in life. On my way to the doctor’s office this week, I found…
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Healing Through the New Year: A Personal Journey
It’s the last Monday of 2025, and what a roller coaster this year has been. I had posts planned. I had ideas lined up. And then life did what life sometimes does: it intervened in ways I wasn’t expecting. On Christmas Day, instead of soaking in rest and celebration, I checked into the hospital. I…
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Slow Down Saturday: The Sacred Work of Waiting
Right now, most packages are no longer in our hands.Except for express overnight, they are entrusted to delivery drivers, moving steadily toward their destinations. The rush is over. The labels are printed. The Q4 push has ended. For resellers, creators, and small business owners, this moment always feels strange. After weeks of urgency, strategy, and…
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Wisdom Wednesday: When You Can’t Be There and the Plan Still Changes
When you are preparing to welcome a child into the world, planning becomes a form of comfort. Appointments are scheduled, lists are checked, and a birth plan is carefully discussed with medical providers. You imagine who will be in the room, how the day will unfold, and the role you will play when the moment…
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Tuesday Tip: Getting Personal — Faith in a Broken World
I was in college when I first began to seriously wrestle with faith. Raised in an atheist household, I had become a Christian in high school, much to the dismay of my father, who warned me of the dangers of organized religion. He believed faith was a crutch for the weak. I believed something deeper…
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Wisdom Wednesday: The Heart, the Hype, and the Hope of Advent
What Pink got right, what culture gets wrong, and what Jesus came to redeem It is interesting how inspiration for a post can strike from seemingly anywhere. Sometimes it is a verse, sometimes it is a headline, and sometimes it is a pop song from Pink. In her song “Try,” Pink sings,“Where there is desire,…
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The Shift from Liberalism to Identity Politics
I’m 51 years old, a Gen Xer who grew up believing in liberal ideals. For most of my life, I thought I understood what it meant to be a Democrat: fighting for fairness, standing up for the underdog, and pushing for progress. But over time, I began to see a shift. For me, the change…
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A New Season, A Fresh Direction
As the leaves begin to change and the air turns crisp, I’ve been reflecting on the direction of this blog and what will serve both me and my community best in the coming months. After much thought (and more than a few cups of coffee), I’ve decided to keep my focus on writing—through this blog,…
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The Real Cost of Feminism: A Personal Reflection
I was 17 the first time I heard Gloria Steinem speak at a rally for young women. We were told we were powerful.That we could do anything.That we didn’t need men, and we certainly didn’t need to raise them. Back then, it sounded like a revolution.Today, it sounds like indoctrination. 💔 Nobody Asked the Children…
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The Weight of the World and the Rest We Were Promised
In April 1999, I was one month away from college graduation when Columbine happened. My younger brother was still in high school, and watching teenagers his age running for their lives, or not making it out at all, was terrifying. Two years later, I stood in front of the TV with the rest of the…
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From Trauma Bond to Fractured Trust: A Nation’s Lament
I still remember September 12, 2001. The day after the towers fell, we were all glued to our televisions, hearts heavy, eyes swollen, minds trying to grasp the horror of what had just unfolded. It was trauma bonding on a national scale. For a fleeting moment, grief bound us together. Flags waved from porches. Strangers…
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