Full Life vs Filtered Life
Are we being sold a fast one, friends? Do you believe a whole heap of rubbish about yourself and God that's holding you back from grabbing hold of everything He has for you, no matter what life's thrown at you? If you're anything like me the answer's yes, YES,...
The Rubbish We Believe When Our World Falls Apart
Ever wanted to read a book with a group of authors who "get it"? Who understand what you're feeling and will dive right into each chapter and help bring it to life and put their take on it? If so, welcome to the Breathe Again Online Book Tour. Each week I'm handing...
I Hope You Don’t Want to Come With Us!
As you may know, I start my book, Breathe Again, with an introduction titled "I'm sorry you're here ... no wait, I take that back." Why on earth would I do that? Why would a brand new author, who doesn't know one end of the publishing industry from another (that will...
Finding a Full Life in the Empty Places
I often thought that life could only be one or the other. Beautiful or broken. I had been sharing beauty on my corner of the Internet for nearly a decade. My blog had been mentioned in The New York Times and my home featured in books, catalogs, and on various popular...
Let’s stop waiting for life to get easier
As the rest of the world waited expectantly for midnight to usher in the new year I sat by my sister’ bedside willing time to stand still. She was dying at just forty-four. Like our mum before her, she couldn’t hold the cancer at bay any longer and I was...
When you get a brain tumor in high school
What would I have done if, as a spotty, self-conscious, fourteen-year-old, a brain tumor had been discovered hiding just below my braids? I’ve no idea, other than freak out, but my friend Grace doesn’t have to imagine. When pain paints over every inch of our lives,...
Facebook, Facebook, Tell Me How My Life Should Look
This little ditty by Robert Madu stuck in my brain the moment I heard it: Facebook, Facebook, tell me how my life should look. Instagram, Instagram, tell me who I really am. Because they do. Except it’s rubbish. Happy, healthy women showing off happy, healthy...
Does God Really Love Me?
Sitting in the cold, sterile doctor's room the words "We found a 5cm tumor and it's either cancer or lymphoma" left me bewildered. All I managed to utter was a weak and rather bemused, "Oh." I'm still not sure whether it was denial or the anesthesia drugs still...
Easter Makes Your Scars Beautiful
I've Googled "How to get rid of scars" more than I like to admit. Cancer, three babies and an emergency appendectomy have left me with a mosaic of physical scars, but I've got emotional scars and one or two spiritual ones thrown in for good measure too. How about you?...
Dear Freshly Diagnosed
The only sound to come out of my mouth was a whispered, "Oh." "We've found a 5cm tumor and it's either cancer or lymphoma." "Oh" It sounds kind of limp, especially as I'm not known for my muted, low key responses, but there were no tears, no screaming, no swearing....
