Erin. 29. Texas.
Receiver of Grace. Wifey to Will. Mother of Paws. Drinker of Coffee. Writer of Words.
Seven years ago around this time I was waking up from one of the roughest nights—weekends—of my life. I was at such a low point that I didn’t care about my fate. I had spent the previous 24 hours putting anything and everything mind-altering that I could find into my body, thinking if it made me numb, if it made me high or even if it killed me, it wouldn’t be a bad thing because the way I was living wasn’t really living at all. Before passing out the night […]
This afternoon I was quickly headed toward full melt-down status. This holiday season, I’ve been so adamant about everything being “perfect” in our new house. My plan was to create a Pinterest-approved, “Rustic Glam” Christmas. Hues of golds, pearls, whites and silver were all I could focus on. It was elegant, classy, grown-up and just what our little house needed. However, life doesn’t always follow your plan. (Wait, what?) Life likes to do its own thing, and right now life has put my family on a “budget”. And people on budgets can’t really justify spending $300 on new Christmas decorations, especially when they already have boxes upon boxes in the attic. My husband pulled down the boxes and I started unpacking the decor. We’d just had a stressful chat about our (read: my) spending lately, and I was starting to realize I’d have to “make do” with the decorations we already had. It was supposed to be my favorite time of the year…my favorite day of playing a Christmas movie, joyfully decorating and living out this tradition with the man I love. Except, I wasn’t joyful; I wasn’t blissful at all. In fact, I was what some might call a Grinch. I opened a box and saw greens and reds, decorations without a theme, lights that didn’t match… what was this? This isn’t what I wanted. This isn’t what I planned. And as I started wallowing in self-pity over the […]
Today I was reminded of a time when I was driving to work and a billboard caught my eye. Usually I don’t pay attention to them, but this one struck me on that particular gray morning. I looked up, and there it was — simple, yet carrying so much depth and weight. All it said, on its pink-kissed screen, was “Overcome.” I’m used to seeing Breast Cancer Awareness ads in the month of October. I see stores flooded with merchandise every year, our beloved NFL players don pink during their […]
“He tells me He will meet me where I’m at, fulfill my needs and take care of me, so long as I seek first His Kingdom. I’ll rest in that today.” I wrote this blog post almost a year ago to the date, and it still speaks so much truth to me. I constantly need the reminder that I’m right where He wants me and He’s never going to forsake me. When I’m in the storm, He’s holding open his arms as my strength and my shelter. I just have to take the first step to Him. And when that storm passes, He is still right there embracing my praise-song. He is there, right there, through all the highs and the lows, but I have to seek Him, always. I’m so awestruck by this mighty King I serve and overwhelmed with His love and grace today.
"I was in an unfamiliar bed, surrounded by unfamiliar pictures hanging on unfamiliar walls.
When reality kicked in that I was there, that I had finally landed myself in a place like that, all I could think about was burying under the covers for the next 14 days."
