Everyday Grace

Searching for goodness in the ordinary

Our Home // Unstuck


photo: Matthew Henry

Like many women who live a life on planet earth, I have questions. Why do people want to eat every day? Like, I just made dinner last night, and now you’re telling me you’re hungry again today? Calm down. Also, why does my apartment hate me and refuse to stay clean? I JUST mopped the floor like three months ago. CAN I LIVE? The worst part is the shame. Social media, I’m looking at you. It can be really easy to feel like my life is a pile of garbage when I have my eyes on a constant feed of lovely homes that look like Joanna Gaines comes over every day to tidy up and put muffins in the oven. I have spent so many days looking around at my space thinking about what a failure I am at this whole cooking/cleaning/home/life thing. I know I’m not alone in this, either, because I’ve heard the exact same thing from so many women. But – just guessing here – I’m reasonably sure a spirit of defeat and failure is not what God wants for us.

The secret truth is that just about everyone struggles with keeping their home to some degree, even if it doesn’t look like it on Instagram. Lack of time, lack of motivation, the presence of other people who share our space and mess it up again once it’s clean (we love them, though, just keep repeating to ourselves that we LOVE THEM)…all of these can easily derail us and make us feel like we’ll never have a nice home or have our ish together. (more…)

Day 30: Together // 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness


photo: Miguel Constantin Montes

Hi there! This is day 30 of a series I’m writing this October called 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness. You can find the entire series here: 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness.

It’s 4:00 AM and I should be asleep, but instead I’m cleaning the toilet. Fix it, Jesus. Why would I trade precious sleep for the dirtiest job in the house? Let me regale you.

It’s been stressful around here lately and it seems like wherever stress goes, mess is its BFF. The livability of my apartment is directly correlated to how much energy I have and how I’m feeling. On a scale of Netflix to exercise, I’d say cleaning is about an 8. I don’t completely despise it, but if there’s anything more fun I can be doing instead, I’ll probably pick that and put off the cleaning for another day. The problem comes when another day doesn’t come for a while. I feel like people don’t talk about this much, but I’m just gonna say it: how dare things get dirty so quickly after I JUST cleaned them three months ago! THE NERVE. You’re telling me there are some people who wash, dry, fold, and iron their clothes all in one day? Don’t even get me started on more-frequent-than-biannual mopping. The real question: It’s the year of our Lord 2017. Why hasn’t someone invented the smart house from that Disney Channel Original movie yet, that magically vacuums everything up INTO THE WALLS when you press a button? This is the only technological advance I care about. Get on this, science. I just want a house that will clean itself, for the love. (more…)

Day 27: Turn On the Light // 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness


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Hi there! This is day 27 of a series I’m writing this October called 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness. You can find the entire series here: 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness. 

It’s been a while since I’ve played hide and seek. Even though my biggest life goal is to raise a gaggle of tiny humans, I don’t have any of my own yet, so I have to live vicariously through your stories for a while longer. A girlfriend of mine who works at an after-school care program told me one the other day about a game of hide and seek that went sideways.

The kids were K – 4th grade and all playing together. Someone, or a bunch of little someones, decided on a massive game of hide and seek using the entire gym/playground area (where the after-school program is held). My friend and the other teachers kept an eye out, doing a headcount of all the hiders, but somehow one kindergartener escaped everyone’s clutches. No one could figure out where she hid for a good fifteen minutes after all the other kids were found, which turned into twenty minutes, then half an hour. A couple of her buddies realized she wasn’t found and told my friend, who suppressed rising epic level panic as she and the other teachers hunted for the missing hider. (more…)

Day 24: Adonai Rapha // 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness


photo: Dana Tentis

Hi there! This is day 24 of a series I’m writing this October called 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness. You can find the entire series here: 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness. 

It’s fall, the prettiest and most fitting season for life changes. I’m celebrating two sweet friends who got engaged this week, one who just got married, and another two who announced they are pregnant with their first babies. I am SO genuinely thrilled for them, but can I admit something tender to you? If I’m honest, the huge joy I feel for these friends is tinged with a tiny drop of bitterness. (more…)