Intentional Rest

In the aftermath of the hustle and bustle of the holiday season, quiet is what I long for. The dog lightly breathes as she sleeps and all else is still in my house. I need sleep, I know this, but the coffee I made myself at 3:30 at work wasn’t drank until almost 5 pm. My stomach, angry from holiday eating, is finally calming down. I long for quietness more than sleep. Sleep will come soon enough. For now, I choose to be restfully still. Being this still is an act of willful intention. It is something I must learn to become better at. My mind, my body, my soul…at rest.

I am already prayerfully considering my focus words for the upcoming year. I had thought they might be joy or intentional, but maybe it’s rest.

When I rest, I savor the quiet. It is in these moments of intentional rest that I listen. 

Life is not a series of perfect performances, but a chance to grow, to seek, to love, and to live more alive and full.

This week between Christmas and the New year leaves me expectant. 

The quiet is exactly the gift I have been longing for.


Sunday Rest

I am so grateful for a quiet weekend.

God’s grace has been on my mind a lot as I journey through my Write 31 day challenge with my focus on grace.

Quiet time allows me to refocus, reflect, and regroup. 

I was reminded in church this morning…

I am grateful for my quiet time.

God’s grace is so good, so good.

Where have you experienced His grace?

31 Days of Gratitude… stillness 

And after an earthquake, a fire but the Lord was not in the fire; and after the fire, a still small voice. 1 Kings 19:12 KJV 

I love the quiet stillness of a morning yet to dawn. 

It is still dark as I take my dogs outside. I had wanted just a few more minutes of rest before I had climbed out of bed, but my pup’s persistent bark begged otherwise.

I am thankful I heeded to his pleas to go outside. 

The quiet moments of the morning are when I do my best writing, when I spend undistracted 1-1 time with God, and when I can most easily give myself permission to sit quietly and reflect without the nagging feeling that I need to be doing something deemed productive by worldly standards.

The truth is…being still is being productive.

In the moments of quiet stillness, I am keenly aware of His presence. In the early morning moments when I am detached from the world’s pressures, I am able to breathe in His Word and prepare myself for whatever challenges come my way.

The stillness of the morning is the source of unwavering calm in my life. 

This morning, I am grateful for the stillness of the morning.

The Simple Things

Life can get so complicated and busy. I think it’s important to pause and reflect on the simple things. The simple things help me put my life in perspective, focus on what truly matters, and to demonstrate true gratitude.

So, what simple things do I mean?

A hot cup of tea and a stack of books I look forward to reading


Really good dark chocolate

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Warm fuzzy socks

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Waking up with a smile on my face when I remember it’s my day off work

Listening to my 11-year-old son sing along to the songs on K-Love

Listening to my 17-year-old daughter share her newest mission minded idea

Enjoying a delicious meal from Chipotle Mexican Grill (my favorite!)

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Pausing to reflect on the beauty around me

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The calm, quiet of morning

Coffee with a good friend


Yes, the simple things are worth pausing to embrace. Don’t let the noise of the world drown out the joy of everyday moments.

Take delight in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart. Psalm 37:4

Sometimes, these desires are wrapped up in the simple moments of every day life.

What are your simple things, your simple moments? Take time today to to embrace them.

The Calm Quiet of Morning

MorningQuiet. Calm. Still. This is why I love mornings. I don’t mind willing myself to crawl out from under those warm blankets on a cold winter morning because I know I will be rewarded with the quiet, the calm, the still. For me, there is something peaceful in knowing my children are sleeping soundly upstairs, my dog is snoring contentedly beside me, and I can relish in the calmest moments of my entire day.

Mornings are when I like to spend quiet moments with God, to pour myself into writing projects, to exercise (before I can talk myself out of it), to savor and enjoy breakfast, and to appreciate the gift of another day.

In a world where we are constantly bombarded with noise and by noise, I don’t mean just audible noise. I mean the distraction of social media. I mean people asking us to take on just one more obligation. I mean the stack of bills and my children’s school papers that need reviewed and signed, amongst crumbs on the table from last night’s dinner that no one has wiped up yet. That is noise to my soul. It can be overwhelming.

For my health and for my sanity, I need my mornings. I need my calm. I need this quiet. I need this moment in time when all is still.

When is your moment of calm?