When I was a student at Texas A&M, I took pride in my schedule. I would go to class, my on-campus job, late night organization meetings, and then head back to my dorm for homework. I’d get a few hours of sleep and then do it all over again the next day. I was so […]
Rest
When I talk about rest
10 Things to Go Rogue from in 2017
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Two things that keep me from trusting God
Back in the day when I had a full-time job away from the house and two small children, I would get a little irritated (maybe jealous?) of all those people who seemed to be able to rest. They slept in on Saturday mornings. They went on vacation. They drank coffee in a coffee shop. It all […]
You have permission to opt out
This year has been the year of opting out. Here is my story of why I opted out, how I did it, and the fallout from letting go of what was never mine to hold. In 2016, I opted out of a job, a rigorous workout schedule, being a room mom twice over, and taking kids […]
What Every Achiever Should Ask Herself
I was born an Achiever, someone who needs outside approval that can only come from an inside source, my Jesus. Sadly, I believed that my worth is found in what I do, not in whose I am. You probably remember this translated itself into my crazy goal of losing baby weight with my second born. […]
Stop Fearing, Start Resting
For quite some time, my life was shaped much more by fear than it was by resting in Jesus. With our second child, I took a very hardline approach to losing the baby weight. I ate 1,000 calories a day, and worked out seven days a week. I did all this while caring for a […]
To those who want to stop striving, but don’t know how
My dad is an Olympic-lover, which means that if the Olympics were on, we were watching. (Where are all my ’80s friends that remember life without a DVR?) After watching the 1984 Summer Olympics, I went to our front yard and pretended that the curb was a balance beam. In my mind, I was Mary […]