Reflections and Responses

My little girl is expected to make her entrance in 6 weeks. People keep asking me, "Are you ready?" My answer is complicated. My heart screams YES, I'm so ready ! But my inner perfectionist and critic screams NO, not hardly! Let me explain. Yes, I am ready to look at my daughter's face for the very first time. I'm ready to touch her soft cheek with my finger, read books to her, ingest her sweet smell, hear her happy gurgles, and experience her developing and learning new things. I'm ready to watch people I love meet her for the first time. Yes, I'm absolutely ready for those blissful moments. No, I am not ready to be faced with a million new things to figure out. I'm not ready to attempt mastering a schedule and deciphering the needs of a little person who cannot communicate beyond crying. I'm not ready to take on a new role that could possibly make me feel inadequate - an area of potential insecurity. I'm not ready to feel like I d

This morning I woke up to a full trashcan, and I got mad . You're probably thinking, "Um, okay, Leigh. Little sensitive? Pregnancy hormones gettin' to ya?" Let me explain. I've been blessed with an extremely easy pregnancy so far. I thank God for that. Only in the past month or so have a few tasks like bending over become more difficult to me due to my, ahem, expanded midsection. I have not really liked feeling inadequate, even though it's temporary and for an amazing reason. (Hello, pride!) Recently, I reluctantly asked my husband if he could help be aware of the trashcan in the kitchen and take it out once it gets full, because this chore was becoming difficult for me. Of course he agreed. When I groggily stumbled into the kitchen this morning after John had left for work and found a full trashcan, I got mad. And I mean mad . As I cooked my eggs, I started reeling. I even got physically hot. My mind began racing with bitter thoughts like: "We

I've had several enlightening conversations with people this week in response to my last post about my story. Thanks so much to each of you who approached me - I've been encouraged to hear how God spoke to you. I want to share what God has taught me through these conversations: 1. We all have a story . God has done something in your life and shown up somewhere, even if it's taken you years to realize it. Yours may not be anything like mine, but you have a story - and it's a really beautiful one. 2. God can't use your story if you don't share it. I don't recommend blabbing your story the first time you meet someone, but I absolutely encourage you to be obedient when you feel prompted to share it. Even though it feels vulnerable, so much good can come from sharing what God has done when He tells you it's time! 3. Your story is not just for you. God wants to teach the people around you through your story, both in the moment while it is happening

Olivia Kate Harper will be a miracle. All babies are miracles. But let me tell you about our miracle. I married John after dating him for almost 7 years. We began dating when I was 15 and he was 16, and we never broke up. This alone is a miracle, but that's a (wonderful) story for another time! We came from incredible families with parents who raised us to love Jesus, so we always knew from the beginning of our relationship that we would wait to have sex until we were married. We were tempted plenty of times in our 7 years and had ample opportunity to be intimate in that way, but God helped us wait. We knew it would be worth it. I don't have words to describe the joy and expectation we felt on June 6, 2009 when we finally entered a hotel room together for the first time as husband and wife. I will never forget how special I felt and the excitement I had about finally being able to give all of myself to my best friend and experience all of him in the purest and holiest of

My husband challenged me recently by mentioning the idea of having a steady faith. I'm defining this as a consistent, unswerving trust and resulting actions that reflect my belief that God will do what He says. Some of the phrases Merriam-Webster uses to defines "steady" are: - showing little variation or fluctuation - not easily disturbed or upset - constant in feeling, principle, purpose or attachment - not given to dissipation The synonyms listed are unfaltering, fixed, stable, uniform, dependable, and sober. Evaluating myself, I'd say that my beliefs are consistent - I don't waver in my theology. But, can I say that my faith is steady? Do I live like I trust in God equally in valleys and on mountains, or just think it? To be honest, I tend to coast when things are going well, defaulting into autopilot and not really living like I depend on Him for every breath. In contrast, when I'm waiting for an answer or struggling with something, I tend t