This is hands-down the best book for a theology of adoption that I've ever read, and it releases tomorrow. (AND it's by a female theologian- BAM 💥) If you've been impacted by adoption you're gonna want this baby on your bookshelf and even if you haven't, it is so full of God's heart for us that I think you should read it too. 😘
Because we had to make this decision so quickly, we arrived back in Iowa three weeks before we can move into our new house. In the meantime we're staying in the rectory of a little country parish outside of town, surrounded by nothing but cornfields and horses. It's never what I would have chosen (I'd hoped the kids could feel settled before school starts), but it's exactly what I need. If a sparse house, crickets chirping in the silence, and Midwest August weather aren't enough to force me to confront my feelings then I'm a hopeless case. But I won't miss this chance; I get the message loud and clear. A Father makes space for His daughter in her time of need, and He's done it here, bidding me come, find rest for my weary soul.
1️⃣ man who grew up in the dynamite capital of the world during the civil rights movement 2️⃣ grandsons who he could never, ever in his wildest dreams have pictured back then 3️⃣ big fat FUs to anyone who doesn't like it. This is America the beautiful. #blacklivesmatter
This morning, we leave this house of unmet hopes and emotional disappointments. I more than anyone am struggling to make sense of it all, not just leaving Denton but really of my entire adult life. I'm having to take a long hard look at myself and I don't always like what I see- ridden as I am with self-seeking and vanity- but it feels good to be laid bare before the Lord. A friend sent me some words the other day that included this prayer of C.S. Lewis', May it be the true I before the true Thou and it's my prayer going into this season. Strip everything away, sweet Lord, until only what is true remains.
he has been defeated. only love remains. 🔥
For you who have watched good dreams die, for you who have writhed under the constraints of family life, for you whose pride hasn't gone down without a fight, for you who have known what it means to be dust- I wrote something for us last night. (Link's in the profile.)
I've been uncharacteristically cryptic around here lately, and I'm ready to share why. This Saturday our family will be kissing the dream of the Denton Catholic Worker goodbye after only two months and returning to our ordinary little lives in Iowa. This has been one of the hardest decisions of our marriage, but the Holy Spirit has walked us through it like the gentle, gentle God that He is. It's not easy to see dreams die, and even harder to unfurl your clinched fists to hold your palms open and wave farewell to them. There is pain. But yet there is hope. So much hope. ❤️ I'll be processing all of this for weeks to come I have no doubt, but what I want you to know is that it was the best thing for my particular family's health in our particular circumstances. We still love and cherish the Catholic Worker, and are grieved to part from our friends. It would be easy to write this venture off as a mistake, but I truly don't think it was. The Lord gives and the Lord takes away, and blessed be His name, He gives back a hundredfold in ways we would never expect. I'm a grateful daughter.
The Giveaway is now CLOSED 🎉 I've teamed up with @lovishly to giveaway this beautiful necklace set! The necklaces say sisters in Arabic and supports the Sisterhood Soap Project of @preemptivelove. Conveniently, there's one for you to keep and one to give to your favsie sista! 👭 Our desire is to emphasize a sisterhood that unites women around the world with a desire to love and serve each other even through the most difficult circumstances. We want these women to know that we are fighting for them even across oceans, cultures and languages. 🙌🏾 To enter: •LIKE this photo •FOLLOW @lovishly AND @preemptivelove •COMMENT below and tag your favorite sister or bestie The giveaway will end tomorrow morning (Tuesday August 8th) at 10 CST. Good luck ladies!
11 years ago today we stood on a beach and promised each other a companion with whom to walk the Narrow Way for better or worse. It's been nothing like we expected, it's been nothing like we naively hoped, but thank God for that- that our narcissistic idea of love could burn. I am my beloved's and he is mine, and after 11 years it's enough that we continue to walk the Narrow Way together. I'd take 100 more. #happyanniversary