What? I’m confused. That doesn’t even make sense. Prodigal is about getting lost and being found, right? Nope. How could I have missed it? How could I not have known? I literally can’t remember a time when I didn’t know The Prodigal Son story and you’re telling me I’ve had the definition of “prodigal” wrong this whole time? Yep. Sigh. Still so much to learn.Read More
The company, Banded, is here in the Nashville area and has created such a fantastic product and it was a dream to work on a book to go along with it. Let me show you the product first…Read More
Several years ago, I took my boys to get haircuts at a salon. While there, a man came into the salon advertising wholesale beef and chicken. (You guys, I know.) He wasn’t just selling it; he was declaring it to the world. This meat was top grade and the deal we’d get was even better. He claimed he was delivering to restaurants in the area and had a surplus he was willing to sell for a discounted price. He was persuasive, he was high energy, he had a binder. What more information did I need?Read More
Maybe it’s because I can’t stomach seeing another school shooting come across the TV. Maybe it’s because I just finished To Kill A Mockingbird and I’m channeling my inner Atticus Finch. Maybe it’s because Paxton is starting high school in the fall. The exact reason is hard to know but I feel something needs to be said.Read More
Can we chat for a second about getting older and living “healthy”? Apparently my body did NOT get the memo that these days it seems I’m working out more regularly than I ever have AND eating better and she needs to follow suit by dropping some lbs. I’m ready for my heavenly body now, guys. This earthly shell is getting doughier by the minute and it’s highly irritating.Read More
“But Martha was distracted with much serving.” Lk.10:40a
Sweet Martha. I identify with this chick, as I know many of you do too. She’s getting things ready, preparing food, picking up the house, trying to get it just right FOR JESUS. To me this makes total sense. I mean it’s Jesus for crying out loud.Read More
2 more days. 48 hours until I can relax. Just 2 more sleeps until school’s out for Christmas break. I don’t know about you but at the Allen household, we will be limping to the finish of the semester. Let me rephrase, I, I WILL BE LIMPING TO THE FINISH LINE. Between the shopping, the baking, the projects, the studying, the parties, and just the normal, every day things, I’m whipped.Read More
Often at Christmas time my thoughts turn to Mary. I think about how she must’ve felt being an unwed mother. I wonder about that trek to Bethlehem on the back of a donkey being 9 months pregnant (woof). I think about what a wonder it must have been to hold that teeny, tiny Savior baby. I think of her because I’m a mother and, like in any story, I’m trying to identify with the female character.
This year it’s been different. My thoughts haven’t gone to Mary like they normally do.Read More
t’s here, ya’ll. That time of year when we start to think about what to buy our people for Christmas. Are you the kind who is finished shopping by Thanksgiving? Or do you wait and do the mad dash the week before Christmas? I change from year to year on this. Sometimes I’m on top of it and have at least started picking things out and possibly made some online purchases, but this year…nah. Haven’t even started and I’m not at all concerned. It’ll be fine. I think. I hope.Read More
Ladies, we’ve all done it. We wake up and put on makeup for the day, actually spend time choosing clothes that don’t double as workout attire, and fix our hair into something other than a ponytail or baseball cap. We feel good. Accomplished. Ready to slay the day.Read More
Sometimes we just need to laugh, am I right? The world's problems are so stinkin' heavy if we think about them too long it can be soul crushing. So today, I thought I'd take you back to a simpler time. A time when awkwardness covered me like a blanket. A time when modesty and dignity were stripped from me. It was that time I went to a spa in Mexico...some of you may remember...Read More
If you live in the Nashville area and haven’t been to a songwriter’s event, you need to drop what you’re doing and find one to attend. The talent that writes and plays here is second to none. I had the privilege of hearing a writers in the round featuring Chris DeStefano, Hillary Lindsey, and Rivers Rutherford at Cheekwood Estate and Gardens recently and… It. Was. Magical.Read More
The air is turning cool, kids need sweatshirts at the bus stop, Starbucks’ pumpkin spice is back…
Fall is so close I can almost taste it.
One of my favorite things about fall is the warmer, cozier clothes. So can we take a minute and observe a moment of silent gratitude for one of my most favorite articles of clothing?Read More
Can we talk about La Croix for a minute? So I know it’s the “healthy” alternative to soda, but can we call a spade a spade?
La Croix is nasty bubble water. There I said it.Read More
I don’t watch the news very often because much of it consists of politicians bickering like children. It seems like the only thing that’s consistent in our country is that it’s divided and in shambles. Violence and hate have owned the headlines.
Then Hurricane Harvey hit.Read More
YOU GUYS!!!!! HOW CUTE IS THIS NEW WEBSITE?!?!?!?!?!Read More
Entitled. Narcisstic. Fame obsessed. Immoral. Smug. I’ve thought these words when thinking of how to describe the next generation. I see articles on social media and in the news of how cruel young people have become. I’ve witnessed teens climb the social ladder, sacrificing true friendships, in the name of popularity. I’ve watched as sex and everything surrounding it has become casual and nothing more than an act. Drugs are commonplace and not as taboo as they once were. The demoralization of our younger generation had me worried.
Until a week ago.Read More
Do you become a different person on vacation? Maybe you’re not a different person, per say, maybe just a more restful, relaxed version of yourself. After all, that’s what vacation is for, right? To RELAX, to decompress from real life, to take a break from the rigorous daily routine, to enjoy the fruits of our labor. We work hard for that vacation so we want to enjoy it!Read More
That dreaded day on the calendar is almost here. You can feel a bead of sweat start to trickle down your temple.
All of a sudden, your armpits are sweaty.
You can feel your heart pounding in your chest.
You think you might be having a panic attack.
Your mouth is dry and you’re having trouble catching your breath.
All from looking at one day on your calendar.Read More