Everywhere I turn, life feels big. I’m hearing the same from my friends—big struggles, and lots of them. When I speak at events, women share their burdens with tears in their eyes. And almost every day, I open an email with a story that breaks my heart. It’s everywhere. It’s everyone. The heat has been turned up. I’m not one…
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A crisis of faith…
It’s been a while… I know. I’d like to blame my blogging absence on busyness. I’m in the throes of an awesomely crazy speaking schedule. I could also point fingers at a looming manuscript deadline of December for the follow-up book to Untangled, called Uncommon (it will be on shelves July 1st… more on that later). But if I were…
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What to do when it just seems too hard
Can we agree that it is hard being a woman in the world today? We all have reasons for being tangled up in the knots of insecurity. … Maybe you, like me, have suffered sexual abuse that has you covered in shame. … Maybe you’ve grown up being told you’ll never measure up. … Maybe you’ve succumb to the pressure…
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When you want to retaliate
Everything in me wanted to retaliate. As I sat there in amazement, seeing my words in her book, disbelief turned into anger. And as I dug deeper, uncovering more instances of plagiarism from my book Untangled, I wanted justice. Do you ever wonder why God allows those kinds of things to happen to you — things that make you wonder…
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When parenting tangles you in guilt
Guilt in parenting is a big-deal. It’s triggered when something we do or say hurts our kids, when our thoughts and actions don’t align with our mom-of-the-year expectations, or when we fail to provide for or protect them. We think that being mom means we can do it all, all the time, with a stellar attitude, no matter what. Um,…
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Lessons from a rogue chin hair…
The following is an excerpt from Untangled… I was looking in my magnifying mirror, the one that uncovers every flaw, trying to pluck that pesky whisker from my chin. Oh, and it’s white. Awesome. What’s up with these rogue hairs anyway? I used to ask my husband to hunt it down, but I’ve learned to pluck on my own. I…
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