I shared with you that last Thursday was our ten-year anniversary. Well, while I was wooed by my husband with flowers, neat things for our yard and a special night out this coming weekend, I was not prepared for what my girls had been up to! Taylor came home from school on Thursday VERY stressed […]
Nicki
I'm a wife, I'm a mom to three girls, I'm a friend, I'm a writer, I'm a speaker but most importantly...I am found complete in Jesus. My hope and prayer is that you will know the love and grace I have found through my daily life in Christ so that you too can experience the same freedom I have. Although, through this site you will see I'm in no way perfect. Sometimes it's serious here, sometimes it's silly but it's always about one thing...the scandalous grace of God.
The event: Failure.
Failure is not an option -it’s a requirement. Those are the words that stung through my heart yesterday as I sat in my chair at church yesterday. With a horrible attitude and an uneasy heart, I made my way into our sanctuary. The music seemed too loud [it wasn’t any louder than usual]. It was […]
Decade: Monumental.
Today is a monumental day. 10 years ago today at 7pm, I took the deepest breath of my life, looked at my best [and only] friend at the time and said, “Here I go.”. She gently pushed me towards that aisle and said, “Go.” I stepped foot into an Old Historic Church in Charlotte, North […]
The season of…"this sucks".
I’ve got to be raw for a moment. Honesty and rawness? Not the same. Nope. Rawness…isn’t fun to write about. This season of life I’m currently in? It sucks. Yes. It does. There, I said it. I mean, sometimes -life just sucks. Now yes, there’s been lot’s of good woven in-between the suckiness [btw, if […]
The Brutal Truth.
Yesterday, I posed a question on facebook about what type of article to write for a mom’s magazine I was submitting to. I was expecting everyone to answer like, “How to discipline.” or “How to do craft projects.” or something that I like actually knew something about. Because that’s what writer’s do…they write on stuff […]