By Ashley McIlwain Do you have eyes but fail to see, and ears but fail to hear? Mark 8:18 “You hurt me so badly! I am devastated!” says the wife. “Well, you hurt me too, and you don’t know what I’m up against at work,” replies the husband. “You don’t care at all about me!”
By Ashley McIlwain It had been one of those weeks. One thing after another, and yet nothing major. Just small dings, bumps, and bruises that began to add up and weigh on me. As the week went on, I felt like a 2 liter of soda being shaken harder and harder with the pressure mounting
By Ashley McIlwain I’m going to get very honest and candid with you. I struggle with major feelings of inadequacy. Spanning from my work to my friendships to my marriage, I constantly battle the feeling that I fall so short of what I should be. That I’m a complete failure and will never measure up.
By Steve McIlwain Hubs here. The experience of inceptive love is second to none; the euphoric rush of the initial moments with the person you can’t get enough of. Everything they say is funny. Everything they do is cute. All their little mannerisms and idiosyncrasies … just more evidence that they’re perfect. All their fun,
Life’s Pot of Gold by Ashley McIlwain It’s St. Patrick’s Day, and we are surrounded by rainbows, shamrocks, and pots of gold. St. Patty’s Day has always been a fun holiday to me that just seems to make people jolly and carefree. This year though, I was struck by the notion that chasing pots of
Hubs here. It’s fairly easy for me to list off the things I do for Ash and the things I do around our place. Empty the trash, plan date night, cook dinner, empty the dishwasher, give a foot massage, write a note, etc. Unfortunately, I have a fairly bad memory and somewhat of an under
