Friday, 1 September 2017

A Room With a Chair


A couple weeks ago we decided it was time to really start getting ready for baby number two. We bit the bullet, moved our bedroom upstairs and started scouring Kijiji for a twin bed for Kenzie. We pushed furniture around, overspent on mattresses and linens and have started to look at paint colours for our now toddler’s new room. Although she won’t move out of her crib for several months, I know that the closer I get to my due date, the harder it will be for me to have the energy to sort, rearrange and really just move anything. 

Thursday, 13 April 2017

The Fate of Familiarity


We know ourselves well, don’t we? We know what time we prefer to get up in the morning and when we really should go to bed. We know our favourite foods, how often we actually floss and what the true number on the scale is. We can pick out our top shows on Netflix and how we react when a friend bails. We know our history, our likes, and we’ve literally walked many miles in our own shoes. 

It’s safe to say that you are probably the greatest expert on your own life. 

But what happens when familiarity becomes our greatest fault? When we begin to become so accustomed to ourselves that we lose the ability to see ourselves as gifted, capable and having something to offer to the world? 

Monday, 10 April 2017

In This Place



Over the last half hour I’ve watched the clouds go grey and the rain begin to fall outside my living room window. This morning was the first time Spring truly felt like it had arrived, and true to form, it ended up bringing rain after a brief stint of sunshine. 

I just closed up the windows and have settled into my couch. I’m praying that the booming thunder that is only getting louder won’t wake up my little girl who has just fallen asleep for her afternoon nap.

It is in this place that I’m reminded how quickly seasons and the weather can change. It can be a beautiful warm morning only to turn into a dark wet afternoon. There can be snow on the ground on a Friday and buds on the tree by Sunday. 

Saturday, 11 February 2017

Pajamas, Chips and Influence




Tonight I’ve had the pleasure of having a girls night in. I’m calling it this, but really it is just me sitting in my basement alone while my baby girl sleeps upstairs. The party was great until bedtime came around and then girls night became girl night. Just me.

Sunday, 8 January 2017

It Was Really Bad




Today we went to visit a church in Toronto that is doing fantastic things for the city. It is thriving, has an incredible culture and points people toward Jesus. It was a pleasure to be there. 

As we waited to go for lunch after the service with some new friends, I snuck off to a quiet hallway and sat on a few steps attempting to keep a busy eight month old entertained. Everyone who walked by gave a smile to Kenzie, but one girl in particular stopped.