Author: TheHonestWalk

It didn't happen how I thought it would. I had made a plan. Everything was in place. Our second born child was due to arrive any day. It was 6 days past my due date when I went into labor, and I gave birth on the 7th day after I was due. I expected this… Continue reading God of the Unexpected

I was completely taken aback. I was reading in the book of Proverbs when I came across this verse, "By long forbearance a ruler is persuaded, And a gentle tongue breaks a bone." -Proverbs 25:15 Now, this could be interpreted a variety of ways, but what spoke to me was the second part: A gentle… Continue reading A Gentle Power

I don't know where it came from. But I was really struggling. In all reality nothing was noticeably wrong. Yet, I found myself in a state of need. I was tired and in need of energy. I was disconnected and in need of communion. I was uncertain and in need of stability. I was emotional… Continue reading Needle and Thread

It's happening. There is a lengthening to the days, and a warmth to the afternoons. The season is changing. Although not in the way you would expect. For me, springtime is not the only change to come as one season shifts to another. But very soon, our family will welcome another child into the world.… Continue reading Changing Seasons

I learned the hard way. I had been going on regular winter walks with my daughter and was feeling adventurous. Instead of walking on the freshly plowed street we lived on, I wanted to go to a local trail. We had walked this trail in the winter before, so I figured it would be great.… Continue reading Walking on a Ski Trail

It completely caught me by surprise. I hadn't realized that it had been so long since I saw it in its fullness. I was driving down a well traveled road on a cold Alaskan morning. When I saw a sight that brought tears to my eyes. I could see not just the smaller mountains that… Continue reading Sure as the Mountain

Somehow it snuck up on me. After days of going through the motions and jumping from task to task, I noticed it. I was burned out. The daily moments of  life had  left me feeling weary. I definitely was not myself, and the normal joy and positivity that used to flow from me seemed to… Continue reading Burning Again

I don't know why she does it. There is a chair in our home. It's cozy and oversized and rightly named "the nursing chair". This is the place where I feed, change, and read stories to my daughter. For some reason, my adventurous, wild child will smile, stand herself up on the chair's back and… Continue reading Leaping from a Chair