Fighting Mommy Guilt.

More mornings than I care to admit, I wake up in a very sour mood. It’s almost always because 1 – it’s early;  2 – it’s still dark; and 3 – there’s usually a tiny person crying for me.  Almost always, that tiny person wakes up all the other tiny people, and before I can…

Autumn Rain

It is finally autumn, and the rain and cold have permeated everything. I actually don’t usually mind this. There is something so beautiful about how the world slowly curls up to take a long sleep; how the leaves gradually change color and days become shorter; how you have to keep adding layer upon layer to…

Every Day I’m Hustling

I know that song is in your head now. You’re welcome. For real though, this is what life has been like lately. We are hustling. Getting up way too early. Scheduling and organizing every tiny bit of our time. My “Happy Planner” is finally getting the use it should. (If you don’t have one, you…

An Ode to Little Hands

You know the “small hands” song by Jewel? After hearing it for the 709th time, my dad started calling her the “little hands girl,” and that is how I always think of her now. Today, that song is in my head, and all I see are little hands. The little hands I’m most seeing right…

Three Deep Breaths

Three deep breaths. That’s what I tell my three year old when he starts getting upset. “Hold on buddy, it’s going to be ok. Let’s do some deep breaths!” In his perfect child like faith, he usually will stop and copy me. Breathe in 1-2-3, breathe out 1-2-3. Okay, now let’s figure this out. For…

Integrity: another thing we’re called to and suck at

Integrity. As in doing the right thing. Being morally and ethically upright. Even when no one is looking or when it would benefit you to do otherwise. This is a word that has been heavy on my heart the last few weeks. As a married couple, my husband and I meet with mentors a few…

The Taming of the Shrew, I mean, Tongue.

I am sassy. Like, for real sassy. And it goes way back. To give you an idea, when I was five, I told a mean lady at my church to “Go to Hell.” (I know, gasp! shock! Ariel, how could you?!?) In all fairness to my parents, I did not hear that kind of language…

Living Water

The painting by Jyoti Sahi that is pictured above is a beautiful representation of when Jesus met the Samaritan woman at the well (John 4). This is by far one of my favorite stories of Jesus. I’ve been so moved by his compassion and his love for the woman that was unlovable by most people’s standards….

Confessions of a People Pleaser

My name is Ariel, and I’m a people pleaser. It’s a strength and a weakness sometimes; but mostly, it sucks. I let my need to be liked, appreciated, cared for, etc., take over in relationships—both personal and professional, and often get myself too far in over my head—all because I want to please people. Now,…

The Inner Circle

This past week, I unintentionally hurt two people by leaving them out of an event. I didn’t mean to do this. In fact, I really honestly just didn’t think about it at all. Blame my overtired mommy brain or the rush of the holiday season or whatever else you can think of—I still managed to…