devotions - faith for every season

Some days work feels less like a calling and more like a to-do list that never ends. The kind where you sit down with good intentions… and somehow three hours disappear into emails, tabs you don’t remember opening, and a growing pile of things you still haven’t done. The kind of day where nothing big happens, but you’re somehow exhausted anyway. And if I’m honest, I’ve had days where I rush through my work just trying to get to the end of it. Counting hours. Watching the cl

There’s something special about being together. Not the picture-perfect kind of together—but the real kind. The kind where the house is a little loud, the food isn’t fancy, and someone’s always running late. The kind where laughter spills over the table and stories get told for the hundredth time… and somehow they’re still funny. And if we’re being real, I’m kind of the worst at this. Contrary to what people often think, I am a homebody through and through . I love my house.

It’s wild how quickly comparison sneaks in. One scroll, one update, one “oh wow, good for them” and suddenly you’re questioning your timeline, your progress, and whether you somehow missed a memo everyone else got. We can be perfectly content one minute… and completely discouraged the next—just by watching someone else run past us. We don’t always realize how exhausting it is to constantly measure ourselves against others. Their milestones. Their success. Their pace. Their hi