A few years ago, I read Louie Giglio’s Goliath Must Fall, and lately I’ve been thinking that it may be worth another read. Over the last few… Read more “Facing my giants…”
Author: Wyo4Mama
I live in a small town in Wyoming and am navigating life on a whole new scale now that my children are grown - and mostly on their own. Grateful for this life of adventure God allows me to live!
Just following orders
Human history is littered with atrocities that often boggle the mind and leave the following generations thinking that they would never be part of that type of… Read more “Just following orders”
It’s time . . .
There’s this giant bush in the yard right across the street from my parents’ house that the resident moose love to visit in the fall. When I… Read more “It’s time . . .”
The Beauty of Brokenness
There are a lot of words we throw around without really considering the meaning behind them. I think one of those words is brokenness. I hear it… Read more “The Beauty of Brokenness”
Hey friends! Check out the latest from my friend Sheena – – I think she nailed it!
It has been a while since I have posted. Life has been messy, like always. Poor excuse, I know. I have so much to say and yet… Read more “Hey friends! Check out the latest from my friend Sheena – – I think she nailed it!”
A New Day…
Have you ever just had one of those days? The ones where you feel like you can’t get anything quite right? One of those days where, you… Read more “A New Day…”
Onward and upward…
My youngest son struggles with an alphabet soup of diagnosis that, depending on which professional you speak with, dictate a wide variety of our lives. I’m currently… Read more “Onward and upward…”
Lesson 2…Train like Rocky
I’m not sure that I ever quite caught on to the significance of Paul comparing discipleship with running a race. He writes in 1st Corinthians, “don’t you… Read more “Lesson 2…Train like Rocky”
Lesson 1…. fight well
I’ve known many believers that have been faced countless times with hurtful words from inside the church – born out of well intentioned ignorance. Phrases such as… Read more “Lesson 1…. fight well”
Hello Depression…we meet again…
The first time I planned to kill myself I was 12. I have struggled with Major Depressive Disorder ever since. At least, that’s my opinion. The next… Read more “Hello Depression…we meet again…”
The Me I was Meant to be 