I am going to be very brave today and speak openly to you about a weighty subject that has been on my heart for a long time now. Because of my role as pastor’s wife, I have been gifted with the stories of many women who have spoken to me in confidence. Over the years,…
My biggest, biggest fear before I got married was that Jesus would come back before our honeymoon. (Keepin’ it real on this blog, ladies.) But Jesus had not come back yet when I married Matthew on June 1st, and we left for our honeymoon in Jackson Hole, Wyoming. The weather was cold and rainy, and our hotel room was…
What you need today and what you’re offered for tomorrow –reading this set me to humming a hymn.
We have a Saturday evening church service and wanted to refresh the décor on the stage, so we put together a design team. Our sanctuary seats 600, and the space is extremely large to work with. I heard my friend say that the large space needs to be filled with large design. Tom Matherson, writer for…
What I needed all along was a place where I could bring my sin, but no one pointed the way (or more likely they did but I never saw it.) Most wanted me to feel better about myself. God loves you, they said. Well, yes, but what about all this YUCK inside me? What about the ill-spoken words to a…
I had a long list of chores to do yesterday. Matt requested clean jeans; everybody needed a lunch packed; the fridge was empty, so a grocery list was in the works; and tomatoes awaited planting. Before getting started on all of this, I sat down with my Bible and read about Solomon building the temple for the Lord. “…the…
I woke up the Monday after Mother’s Day, to read that almost 20 people were injured by a shooter in a Mother’s Day parade in New Orleans. Brutality picks up speed. The saying goes, “There’s a place for everything and everything in its place.” But there’s no place in the mind to put the testimony…
Here are 10 things you could force me to do, and I would not fight you: Drink a second cup of coffee. Read a book before I could eat dinner. Listen to my children sing. Organize a desk. Snuggle with Matt under a blanket in front of the fireplace. Fold towels. Spend three hours…
I had a sleepover in my daughter’s dorm room last week, before helping her move out for the semester. I thought it was very brave of me to climb up on that high bunk bed. Jayme left for an evening study session for her last final, and I laid in bed for quite a while listening to…
I sat in American history class in college, furiously taking notes, but every time the teacher paused I doodled on the side of the paper. Matthew Matthew Fitzwater Mrs. Matthew Fitzwater Christy Fitzwater In cursive. In print. Encased in hearts. With swirls and loops. Should I write the F the unique way he does? (I decided…
Why does one woman suffer with diabetes her entire life while another is healthy? Why does one woman lose her house in a fire while another woman’s house stands? Why does one woman wait longingly to see one positive pregnancy strip while another woman drives a van full of kids? I made a discovery in…
Sunday we loaded up the car and drove to our favorite little park in Lakeside, on Flathead Lake. From there we took a leisurely stroll (1.6 miles –we know because afterward Matt had to clock it) on the road that hugs the lake. It was the perfect day, with not a cloud in the sky…
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