Author: Bethany Howard
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When A Mom Says She Is Drowning…
When a mom says she is drowning. You listen. And then you say something and then you do something. Say me too. Say truth. Say I understand. Share hope. And/or cry with her. Hug her. (this may have been a drowning day for me!) And then Buy her chocolate. Meet her for coffee. Plan a…
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Not Enough: The Anti-Cherry-On-The-Top
She said she feels like she is drowning. Drowning in deadlines motherhood expectations frustration. I said ditto. I’m exhausted from treading water. From trying to be it all and do it all. And feeling like a miserable failure to top it all off. The anti-cherry-on-the-top. So what’s a woman to do? How do I let…
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Faithful to What is in Front of Me
I am sensing you calling me to be faithful to what you have put before me. Dreams are great ambitions – necessary but they can also distract from what is here, in front of me. My daydreams can pull my gaze from the path that is already laid out for me. I am easily distracted…
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The Most Compelling Call to Community
Last night I sat in a candle-lit room – the music unplugged and worshipful. The lights were dimmed and the room was set up in a more intimate way. We sat in the heaviness of it. The burden of our sin he carried. The weight of the betrayal from his friend. It was a quiet,…
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Move Me.
You see me here. In this place that I would rather not be. You see me. And yet here I am. Still in a place I would rather not be. I guess I hoped you would pick me up and move me like the iron on a monopoly board. Move me to a place of…
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She Practices Being Present.
I just finished a book that has a theme of being tethered to truth hope earth each other. The author has a beautiful way with words and is so deep. I will reread her words and pray her prayers. She practices being present. I was talking to a friend tonight about the book about how…
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I am woman.
I am strong as steel. I will surprise you. I can make dinner, unload the dishwasher, brainstorm for an article and help my child study for a test all at the same time. I am a soft place to land. I have stretch marks and an untoned tummy – I am my own beautiful.…
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On Craving Good Things Instead of Me Things
**If you are stopping by to visit because of the post on #CommunicatorAcademy – Welcome! Thanks for stopping by! I appreciate that you took the time to come and visit! Don’t be a stranger! Here’s a link to that post if you are interested in reading. https://www.communicatoracademy.com/2018/01/24/communicators-dilemma-can-let-go-outcome/ “You have to try these oranges!…
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Hey there, 2018.
Hey there, 2018. You kind of snuck up on me. I was genuinely startled when I wrote 8 instead of 7. Where did you come from? The last I remember it was hot sun + thunderstorms and here I am sitting in front of a vibrant fire in the fireplace. Is it really January? I…
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On Doubt and a Freezer Full of Snowballs
“Hey buddy. What are you doing? Are you putting snow in the freezer?!” “Yes”, he said, “I am saving it for summer!” I laughed and called him Olaf and wondered how I was going to make room for long-term snow storage. In the midst of frozen meat, ice cubes, veggies, bananas, a random popsicle and…
