When Enough is More Than Enough




It is the Friday before Father’s Day and I have yet to pick out a father’s day card for my dad. I stop at Walgreen’s and dig through the already picked-over Father’s Day cards looking for one that “says it all.”

A little boy pushes his way in front of me, grabs for a card, flips it open and says “this one.” He and his mom walk to the cash register with the first one they read and walk out hand in hand.

People come and go, and I’m still standing there reading canned sentiments about how much our Father’s mean to us.

How can someone else’s words REALLY convey what my father means to me?

How can I make my father understand the breadth and depth of love swelling in my heart for him, with the words another wrote?

Grandpa and Grace

Grandpa and Grace

So I attempt to put in to words what no greeting card has yet to convey.


The love of my father was always laughing, and joking, and putting food on the table.

The love of my father was quiet and strong.

The love of my father was consistent and  freely given.  

The love of my father was showing a strong work ethic, and possessing a loyalty that one does not see much in this life.

But mostly, the love of my father was always more than enough.

Grandpa taking Kyle to a Liverpool game in NYC

Grandpa taking Kyle to a Liverpool game in NYC

His love was enough to help me walk out in to this world when I didn’t want to and it was enough to allow me to come back when this world tired me out.

La Maddalena Italy

La Maddalena Italy

His love allowed me to widen the circumference of my life bit by tiny bit. Because, I was this skittish child who was afraid of my own shadow and I would have liked nothing more than to stay tucked away in the safety of his home. His love, and that of my mom, gave me the confidence and solid footing to know that, wherever I went, whatever mistakes I made, he would be there.

Along the way, he has fixed more light fixtures in my home than I can count and picked up my DOG!!!!! at the airport more than once.

He has driven hundreds of miles only to drive me right back again.

He has flown half way around the world and been to Countries he probably had no desire to see, only to be with us.



My father taught me not always with words, but with actions. Big actions, full of love.

And it was always enough.

But, for some, father’s day is a reminder of what they missed. Because some did not have a father teach them to play baseball or change the oil in the car.  Some did not have the constant presence of a father in their life.

A father’s absence can leave a gash that never seems to heal;   a gap that no one seems to fill.

Yet, there is ONE that can fill the void. ONE that consistently fills in the gap these here-on-earth dad’s leave behind.

The creator of heaven and earth, our heavenly Father, is the only ONE.

Because only He is the perfect Father. He is The only Father who loves flawlessly, and has our best interests ever before Him. His patience knows no limits, and His forgiveness washes away every stain and blemish.

For this reason, I pray Father’s Day is a day of great security for ALL of HIS children, whether you have known the love of a here-on-earth dad, or not.  My prayer is that today we all experience the fierceness of God’s love.  

Today, this is my prayer……

“For this reason I kneel before the Father,  from whom every family in heaven and on earth derives its name.  I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love,  may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ,  and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.

 Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us,  to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.”  Ephesians 3: 14-21










Roadsigns and Writing


There has been a wide berth of white space here in this little corner of the internet. I can list off a number of excuses to account for my silence. But if I am honest with myself (and you), I must admit that this writing brings things out in me that I prefer to keep buried deep beneath my line of sight. Insecurities, doubt and lack of purpose wrestle with each other, trying to gain traction and halt my movement forward.

Because checking numbers and stats, followers and “likes” can make this “comfortable behind-the-scenes-girl” very uncomfortable.

I recognize the comparison game that creeps in as I watch more polished, purposeful, high profile blogs flourish and reach a broad audience. I can only imagine my words stretching that far.

We women have a special knack for comparing ourselves to each other, don’t we?


Do you find yourself comparing your marriage? Your kids achievements? Your job progression? The scope and reach of your ministry? Facebook, social media and the blog world can shake the most self-confident person loose.

I find myself slipping down this very dangerous path, and it paralyzes me.

Then I find these words hidden in a passage of Scripture I have read a hundred times before.

I read about one whose life was meant to be lived in the shadows of one bigger and better. A life with the sole purpose of shining light on the One coming after him. “He must become greater, I must become less.” (John 3:30)

John the Baptist, the forerunner for Jesus Christ. The one who prepared the way for Jesus Christ. In his lifetime, he never performed a miracle and he watched his ministry dim as Jesus’ life and mission shone brighter.

What did John the Baptist think of his diminishing in order for Jesus’ purpose to be fulfilled? Did he fight to keep his voice heard above the rest? Did he quit when he realized all of his followers were now following Jesus?

Someone approaches John and asks him this question:

“Rabbi, that man who was with you on the other side of the Jordan-the one you testified about-well, he is baptizing, and everyone is going to Him.” (John 3:26)

Jealousy, fear of losing position and influence could have overwhelmed John.

But it didn’t.

He was secure in who Christ made Him to be and for what purpose He served.

To this John replied, “A man can receive only what is given him from heaven.” (John 3:27)

What platform has the Lord given you to point others to Him?

It may be highly visible and attract hundreds or even thousands. But it also may be one or two little ones at your feet, smearing peanut butter on your pant leg. Your workplace? Neighbors? You child’s teacher?

It matters not the size of the platform, but only our willingness to be faithful to that which He gives us.

Is what I’m doing pointing others to the Savior of the world?

When our lives are in unison with God’s purposes, we are simply road signs pointing to our heavenly Father.

At the end of the day, what really matters most is what our heavenly Father thinks.

Numbers fluctuate, comments turn negative, and friends can sometimes “de-friend” you.

Go in search of the applause of heaven, rather than the temporary applause that this earth offers.

“We fix our eyes not on what’s seen. But on the unseen. What’s seen is temporary. What’s unseen is eternal.” (2 Corinthians 4:18)

Can we say at the end of our lives, “With what you gave me, I did my best to make you know.”

With that spoken, my prayer for each of us is to one day enter the gates of heaven and hear, “Well done, thy good and faithful servant.”