Reflections on the true meaning of rest and gratitude as we say goodbye to the house where we started our family and made four years of incredible memories.
This is the introduction to my Sabbath Reflections blog series. Here, I reflect on and share the blessings I’ve received through my walk with Yeshua and observing His rest.
A letter to my daughter about being different.
The story of my second home birth, when Kale Easton Lukoskie came into the world.
A letter to my daughter: you’re growing up to be such a loving, caring, kind-hearted girl. Here are some of the things you love most at this point in your life.
We celebrated your second birthday with the family on April 9. The very next night, you fell asleep in your big-girl bed for the first time. I took a picture, because I wanted to remember your face—how sweet it looked in that moment—forever.
Our first attempt at potty training our daughter, and how I failed miserably.
“The words of a talebearer are as wounds, and they go down into the innermost parts of the belly.” — Proverbs 18:8 (KJV)