Hi, and welcome! I’m glad you’re here.

I’m Carole. Imperfect wife to a really great imperfect guy; imperfect homeschooling mom to three great imperfect kids. Imperfect follower of Jesus, who shows us all the grace and covers all our imperfections with His sacrifice and love. I’m also a recovering perfectionist who’s learning to be okay with (and even embrace!) being imperfect. (I’ll try to use that word less frequently in future paragraphs, though.)

Life is messy. Do you find that to be true? I’m certainly a mess most of the time, in lots of different ways. My thoughts can be a mess. My intentions. Relationships. Emotions — don’t get me started on emotions. Health issues, work stuff, special needs. My house is usually messy; kids are messy, and so are pets. (I can even be a little messy myself.) The yard. My desk. All the open tabs on my browser (“Mom! Why do you have all these open?” asks the teenage tech guru).

Some of the messes are valid, some are just because we’re being lazy. Some of the messes are my fault. Some are somebody else’s fault. Some are nobody’s fault. But regardless of the type or cause, God meets us in the middle of our messes. He doesn’t expect us to clean things up on our own. He sometimes raises us up out of them, sometimes walks with us through them, sometimes helps us clean them up. But no matter what, He’s with us, and He makes our lives more than just the mess.

“And God is able to make every grace overflow to you, so that in every way, always having everything you need, you may excel in every good work.” (2 Corinthians 9:8)