I must believe that it’s when I reach the end of myself, I find the beginning of it all.
I’ve decided to stare at my weakness and say, “That. That is the place where I will focus my energy.”
Some days I celebrate the basic stuff like breathing, hands to hold, ears to hear, and beauty that unfolds in the beat of my heart. Other days I’m in awe of what I’m privileged to witness…
10 years ago today my life was spared and the magnitude of that gift hit me like a ton of bricks this morning. I was in traffic and I remembered.
If I’ve learned anything from my 33 years in this world, it’s that bravery is not a characteristic reserved only for knights, superheroes and soldiers. Bravery is as necessary to being human as is breathing.
The more I learn about the vast size of the universe, and the more I realize how massive and completely other our God is, the more I wrestle with how he can care about this peon named Allison.
Today I’m over on the Nashville Moms Blog where I write about “How I Learned the Power of the Word ‘No.'”
If you’ve lately noticed my absence from social media, it’s because I’ve been embracing the meaning of the word “space.”