10 Ways to Pray for Your Husband

Prayer is beautiful, wonderful, and sacrificial. It’s a privilege and a blessing. Before I met Ryan, I was praying for him. And now that we’ve been married for 11 years, I’m praying for him now more than ever.

Book Review: The Best Yes (by Lysa Terkeurst)

In a recent post I shared my latest struggle in our current situation and I have to say that God has been providing me with more encouragement, hope and contentment than I have had in a long time. I know that part of that is because of the precious prayers from our FM community – how do I even begin to thank you? What a…

Thankfulness: Learning How to Speak a New Language

If you asked me how I would describe my life in one word, I would of course have to use two and say “in-between.” Our latest life adventure has taken us to the small fishing town of Westport, WA where we are blessed to be able to enjoy summer a stone’s throw away from the beautiful Pacific Ocean.

How Our Friendships Affect Our Marriage

All too often I’m guilty of allowing ungodly friendships to have a “say” in my marriage. I’m not saying we’re suppose to shun all of our married unbeliever friends and never hangout with them. What I am saying is that having filters on who we let have a voice in our marriage is a way of fighting fiercely for it.

Video: Look Up

I’m always leery of viral videos and can usually determine if they are worth a watch depending on who posted it (you know it’s true). Needless to say, we (Ryan and I) felt like this video is somewhat timely with summer on the way. It really struck a chord in us about this never ending battle with technology and its affect on our marriage.

Flat Tire Integrity

I had a long, eloquent blog post ready about how and why we need to be wives of integrity…and then I got a flat tire this morning. 

Stop judging your spouse

After reading Matthew 7, I was challenged with the idea of judgement and hurt. How judgement hurts our spouse, ourselves and our marriage. How many times have I passed judgement on Ryan?  I’m not talking eternal judgement (that’s God’s realm), I’m talking the cranky me who didn’t get enough sleep and suddenly feels the right to pridefully judge (i.e. nit pick) every small thing he does…