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Merciful Days: What I Need


Neh 8v10Dinner time battle with the almost-3-yr-old. Him: “My body doesn’t need food.” Me: “Your body DOES need food to be strong and healthy.” Him: “Nope. My body needs toys.”

Yep.  Almost-three is a glorious age.  He makes me laugh.  And he makes me think. His funny commentary on life makes me think about important things.  Like whether I, too, prefer toys over food.

I mean, let’s be real.  I face this decision between toys and food in a hundred ways every day.

Something that will sustain me vs. Something that will be fun. What’s good for me vs. What’s exciting for me. Making medical bill phone calls vs. Having coffee with a friend. Beans and rice vs. Thai takeout. Nourishment vs. Entertainment. Essentials vs. Luxuries. Needs vs. Wants.

Please.  I want the fun choice every time.  Except I usually don’t choose fun because I’m responsible… or something. [Continue…]

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Merciful Days: Put It Into Practice


Luke 11v28My husband said he felt silly.  I felt silly too.  But our kids felt excited and empowered.

Today was our first day of practicing a new morning routine for school.  Practicing getting up early.  Practicing getting ready.  Practicing walking to the school.  Practicing praying together at her campus.  And practicing walking home.

It has been a very big and prayerful process to decide what kind of schooling would be a good fit for our first-born this year.  There are so many fantastic options.  Each with pros and cons.  This past week, I felt the Holy Spirit speak something very specific to me about His plans and vision for our child this year.  And we’ve landed on a choice we feel good about.  And so I’m looking at the year ahead with a beautiful peace and comfort.

What I don’t feel peaceful about is the dramatic change to our mornings.  We’ll be getting up an hour earlier than our much-loved, no-alarm, let-the-sun-gently-wake-you mornings.  And thankfully we had foresight and decided it would be smart to change our morning routine in advance.  And so, this morning was our first practice morning.

Our little family walked alone.  Down a very busy street.  A little backpack on.  Towards a student-less school.  Into a parking lot where a handful of teachers were arriving to work in their empty classrooms.

Next week the sidewalks will be teeming with hundreds of walking families. But today we looked like a big mistake.  Like we’d gotten our days mixed.  Like we were stupid. It was embarrassing. [Continue…]

Merciful Days: Anna


Anna featureAnna. A fascinating woman.  Yet, I find her story to be an odd inclusion in the Gospel of Luke. It doesn’t advance the story of the Life of Christ which entices me to ask why God included it in His Word.  [Continue…]

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Merciful Days: When There Is Pain


Pain squareTheir giggles should have brought me joy but this morning I desperately needed silence.  Pain has wrapped me up.  Out of nowhere all my symptoms are back.  Such is life with chronic illness.  I asked my babies to “please stop” and play a quiet game instead. Their sweet blue eyes welled up with tears. Now my heart hurts just as much as my body does.

It is so deeply frustrating.  Because there is literally nothing I can do to change this. [Continue…]


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New on Merciful Days: Simeon


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Simeon’s story draws me in.  I’m intrigued by this “just a man” who ministered in the power of the Holy Spirit.  This past Sunday I had the honor of digging into Luke 2:25-35 with our church family.  [Continue…]

Introducing: Merciful Days


MercifulDays Quote 2Introducing: MercifulDays.com, a new blog about Food, Faith, Family, Things I Love.

ColoursofColor now has a new name and a new home.  Please join our MercifulDays community!  You can subscribe to follow at MercifulDays.com or MercifulDays.wordpress.com.

After a year of sharing my faith journey on my blog, ColoursOfColor, I wanted to share more.

I love to share life. I love to share journeys.  I love to share resources, ideas, short-cuts.  Anything that can help us thrive in our journeys as women, sisters, daughters, wives, mothers, learners, mentors.

Here’s the thing: I am not a “natural” in the home.  I am at home with our two little ones because we prayed and felt that’s what we should do.  It’s not because my husband earns enough.  It’s not because I feel women should.  It’s not because it’s my life dream.  None of those are true for me.  It’s simply because, as we prayed, I felt a deep-hearted compulsion for it.  I feel God has drawn me to journey with Him in this place for this season.  And with the Holy Spirit as my teacher, I am learning how to do it day-by-day.  Moment-by-moment.

I am not a “natural” in the kitchen. I cook by sense.  Smell, taste, sight.  I have a short attention span for following recipes.  Once I ended up baking cookies without flour.  I wouldn’t have done that if I’d been thinking my own thoughts instead of trying to follow a recipe.  And so I stopped using recipes.  A year ago I was diagnosed with an illness that requires a special diet: Gluten-Free, Cow-Dairy-Free, Soy-Free, Sugars-Free, Can-Free.  Suddenly I had to start looking at recipes again.  I’ve had to relearn all the basics of cooking.  And learn about nutrition.  To provide nourishment for my family and for my healing body.

I’m not a “natural” in relationships. I have a deep yearning to share life and be in community but I am no good at it.  I don’t think any of us are.  Sharing our hearts and our days is tricky. Letting ourselves be fully seen and known is so risky.  So is knowing others and choosing to love them despite everything.  But there is no real life without community.  There is nothing more beautiful than the depth of life that comes from being intertwined with others.  So I keep trying.  And learn daily lessons about love, forgiveness, and mercy.

And so I want to share my journey of womanhood, wifehood, motherhood.  Of faith, and practicalities.  Of home, and kitchen, and relationships.  One day at a time.  Not getting discouraged by failings.  Not getting inflated by successes.  Starting fresh each day.  Washed by His new mercies every morning.

Great is His faithfulness; His mercies begin afresh each day. (Lam 3:23 NLT)



Encouragement And The Stretch


It’s been a ridiculous week.  And it’s only Wednesday.  I probably need to have a good solid cry.  But who has time for that?

I rolled it all into a ball and tried to stuff it down low in my heart.  Because tonight I was leading a Bible workshop for the youth of our church.  I needed to have something of worth to give tonight.  All I wanted to do was go to bed and sleep for days.

This afternoon a friend of a friend messaged me.  She said that my blog had touched her heart.  Her encouragement was Holy Spirit breathed.  In perfect timing.  Today of all days, I needed encouragement not to get overwhelmed and give up.

So I got ready for youth group. And I went.

At church a friend told me that her mom had been reading my blog and had found much-needed encouragement.

I have to say, I almost laughed.  Because it was like overkill.  Like an overflowing cup.  Encouragement upon encouragement.  Ok, I get it God, sharing my journey of Faith is encouraging some people.  Ok.  Thanks.

Then youth group happened.  First workshop: Junior Highers.  Lots of them.  Sparkly eyed and energetic.  Giggly and chatty.  When it was over I needed a nap.  (How ever did I do youth ministry every week for years and years and years?) Second workshop: High Schoolers.  Lots of them too.  Calm and deep.  Sage and sincere.  When it was all over I wondered why God had even brought me tonight.  Did I say anything of any value? Was His Truth spoken?  Oh God, I hope some good comes from tonight.  I hope even just one of those amazing young people fall in love with Your Word.

And now I see why God gave me encouragement upon encouragement today.  He knew I would need it.

It’s always a stretch to step out into the opportunities God brings.  (Even if you were a Youth Pastor for a decade and then return to do a “simple” workshop. haha.)  It’s always a stretch because if it weren’t we could do it in our own strength.  It’s always a stretch so we feel how much we need God’s power and involvement in our lives.

Tonight I’m so grateful for His merciful encouragement today.  And I’m grateful for the stretch opportunity He gave.

I see Him and I see my need for Him.  Selah.

And one called to another and said: “Holy, holy, holy is the LORD of hosts; the whole earth is full of his glory!” And the foundations of the thresholds shook at the voice of him who called, and the house was filled with smoke. And I said: “Woe is me! For I am lost; for I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips; for my eyes have seen the King, the LORD of hosts!” Then one of the seraphim flew to me, having in his hand a burning coal that he had taken with tongs from the altar. And he touched my mouth and said: “Behold, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away, and your sin atoned for.”  And I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?” Then I said, “Here am I! Send me.”  (Isaiah 6:3-8 ESV)