by Barb Roose | Sep 8, 2021 | Uncategorized
Happy Labor Day weekend! It’s the last official weekend of the summer. Even though our country seems like it’s in the midst of a national temper tantrum, I hope that you enjoy tension-free, argument-free time with friends and family. I’m sharing five...
by Barb Roose | Sep 6, 2021 | Uncategorized
It takes a lot of courage to go on an overseas mission trip. Barb has served on 10 trips to Central America over the past 15 years. Without a doubt, saying yes to an overseas mission trip can change your life and revolutionize your faith. However, it’s important...
by Barb Roose | Aug 30, 2021 | Uncategorized
It’s celebration time in my home! In the near future, my youngest daughter will be moving out and into her own place (again). When her off-campus housing lease ended last August, she moved back home – and into my living room. This weekend, my mom and aunties drove...
by Barb Roose | Aug 26, 2021 | Uncategorized
Today, I ate chips and guac for breakfast. Am I having a nervous breakdown or mid-life crisis? Nope. This is a picture of my freedom! For so much of my 20’s and 30’s, I lived by an EXHAUSTING list of rules that I thought would help me be happy, healthy and a good...
by Barb Roose | Aug 16, 2021 | Uncategorized
Happy Monday to you. But, it doesn’t exactly feel like a Happy Monday given the devastating earthquake this weekend in Haiti and the Taliban takeover of Kabul. Whenever bad news comes in, we tend to handle it in one of three ways. Which approach best describes you:...
by Barb Roose | Jul 1, 2021 | Uncategorized
Just because we love Jesus, that doesn’t mean that we don’t struggle with what we see in the mirror. Join Barb and find out how she won her ugly struggle with beauty. She’ll provide Biblical wisdom and practical advice on how you can love your God-given body no matter...
by Barb Roose | Jul 1, 2021 | Uncategorized
Three years ago today that I backed up a 18’ U-Haul truck down a narrow alley behind a newly renovated apartment building. It was over 90 degrees that day, so I couldn’t really tell the difference between my sweat and my tears. When I took French in school, we learned...
