Shelly’s Blog
The intersection of storytelling, biblical truth, conversation, and beautiful images. My goal is to help you think differently about life.
On the Royal Wedding and Why We’re Addicted to Watching
“He said he can’t work out with me at the gym because he wants to watch Eurovision,” my son says with a smirk on his face when he sits down across from H at the dinner table. “What is Eurovision?” I ask, needing clarity on why my son is feeling like second choice. “You don’t know what...
For Those Asking Why? and How Long?
While scouring emails, a letter slips into my inbox from a reader in response to this blog post. We’ve never met in person, yet her story reads eerily familiar and conjures emotion. She tells me uncertainty looms. The threat of joblessness lurks like a villain in a horror movie, quietly...
Why Wandering Might Be Your Best Work
Standing near the bay of beverages, she and I hold small plastic cups of water near our waistlines, surveying the unremarkable containers after initial introductions. Rubbing fingers over ridges and watching people wandering around the room, we assuage newcomer awkwardness while avoiding eye...
How to Find Clarity in the Midst of Change
"Ugh! This happens at every meal," I rant after dropping a fork on the dining room floor. During Christmas, H and I decided that new cutlery would be our gift to each other. Because we're comfortable in our marriage like that. And the change was long over due. When we told our kids about our...
Why Uncertainty Can Be Good For Us
“Are you getting ready to leave,” I yell over the bannister from the top floor of our terrace house. Harrison stops on the middle floor, tilts his head up, and replies, “In a few minutes, yes.” An hour earlier, creaking floorboards alerted me that my son was awake and out of bed. Water flowing...
On Instagram and Finding Your Place in the World
In the early days of February, while languishing in bed with flu, I made an uncharacteristic decision that required my time and attention for weeks. Luckily after I tapped my credit card number into the box and hit send, H was perfectly fine with what I was about to do. I signed up for an...
