The Author

As he pulls into the driveway, I hear the crackling of the tire wheels crushing the ground below.  My office window always remains slightly cracked open from the years that gracefully dress it with character.  I know this sound means my morning coffee has arrived.  I click away fervently to finish off the idea at hand, then rush to the door to greet him and my fresh brewed cup of Kona.  And so this typically starts our day.

As the author of this blog, I have found myself on a wild journey that has left moments where I've poured my heart out and moments of somber times where I've quickly pulled back the urge to vomit words onto the screen.  It is a journey.

And when I started this journey two years ago, I find myself at such a different place with such a different heart for the ones who have joined me for the ride.  So thank you for sticking with me, returning, or just jumping the band wagon.

I'm a wife to a handsome strapping man, who takes my hormonal cries with stride and my wild ideas with enthusiasm.  He humors me in moments where I get over my head, and lovingly returns me to his heart when I pull away.  He's graced this blog before and who knows when he'll do it again.

I'm the mother to many, but only one calls me 'mama'.  She is the reason I write, and the reason I press on.  Her big brown eyes beg for more of me, while softly speaking words of forgiveness when I mess up.  She's the spitting image of me with the spunk of her daddy.  She's usually the face you'll see in my posts and the heart behind them.

I'm a photographer by trade, but creator by heart.  The chance to make something of a moment is a thrill and when someone gets it right, the urge to kiss them on the cheek does not usually get contained.  I can't help but seek to capture emotion in a moment, and although you used to see me as mama paparazzi, I've learned to allow moments to just be treasured in the heart rather than a hard-drive.

And all of these are deeply rooted in my deep desire to pursue my Jesus.  The One who Saved me, Redeemed me, and allows the mess of me to make Him great.  I'm a servant in this broken world with the desire to forge through the thicket of despair until I have kneeled before the feet of the wearing and burdened.  And as our little family is learning how to let go of the American Dream, we invite you on the journey of our hearts as we transform from consumers to givers, with our lives laid at the Foot of the Cross.

*The images you see on this blog header and sidebar are taken by Jae.Photography