I exhaled slowly, considering my response. I’ve been asked this question approximately 23 days in a row. “But where are the lights?” As I shuttle Harlow to school each day, we pass by the park. During the Christmas season, its halls, errr, pine trees, were decked with lights as far as the eye could see.… Continue reading Thrill of Hope
On what must have been the windiest day of the year, we loaded up our jeep with fishing poles, snacks, and chairs. We made our way down to the pond, fishing line whipping in the whirls, tangling into itself. As we shooed the cows enough to make room for our set up, we were met… Continue reading Hooked
Thank you all so much for your love and support for Salty but Sweet! I pray that you are encouraged and inspired by the words that you read or listen to on the blog/podcast. I hope that the spirit moves you as you reflect on your own experiences and when you pray bold prayers. We… Continue reading Merry Christmas from Salty but Sweet
I’ve been hanging around with a lot of desperate people lately. I don’t mean desperate as in your mama telling you not to act like you’re desperate. I mean people who are desperate for resolution, for relationship, revelation, belonging, purpose, and fulfillment. This desperation takes on different shapes pending how desperately the owner is attempting… Continue reading You’re Somebody
“I realized I’m not a lake, I’m a river.” I heard this on a podcast recently. I backed it up and replayed it. I was intrigued by this idea and have been thinking about it ever since. Each summer, my family travels to north Georgia to spend the week together in a house overlooking Lake… Continue reading You are a river
Happy birthday Grey and Harlow! We now have a 5-year-old and a 3-year-old in our house…not to mention a few too many new toys. We had the best time celebrating with friends and family from near and far this past weekend. Here at Salty but Sweet, we want to continue the celebration by launching the… Continue reading Surprise!
We just finished celebrating homecoming week! The ideas and traditions around homecoming have changed over the years and vary from place to place. For me, it invokes memories at my high school alma mater. As a cheerleader, I would spend weeks hand painting spirit signs to hang up at the football game and around our… Continue reading Mama said that it was okay
I’m in the book of Acts this week and whew! It’s a doozy. But it’s chock full of accounts that took place after Jesus rose from the dead and ascended into heaven, leaving the disciples and followers responsible for then spreading the good news. No pressure. In studying, I have been flipping back and forth… Continue reading Worship While You Wait
“Hit it, Harlow!” Every day, we pray together on our ride to school. We start out the same way, “Good morning, Jesus!” Depending on which kid is doing the praying that day, I facilitate the prayer or just listen as Grey or Harlow talk to Jesus. If you know Harlow, you know she’s a ham.… Continue reading Give Thanks
I hugged the preacher’s neck and commented on how his words and the lyrics sung by the worship team cut into the fears of the current state of the pandemic. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve suited up, taking ragged breaths through all of the gear meant to keep me safe, and walked… Continue reading Breathe
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