Articles by Kelly Smith

If Only I Could Feel the Pain

I am pleased to join The Glorious Table’s series on holiness. Because of grace, we often miss the pain of sin. What if we could feel the pain it caused? I don’t think about my ring-finger toe much anymore. The pinky toe guards it, so it doesn’t get rubbed by too-tight shoes. Tucked safely away from the oft-stubbed big toe, it’s spared from my clumsy steps. But one season I thought of [Read more...]

5 Book Recommendations from My Mid-Year Favorites {2017}

Here we are, mid-July and mid-summer. Six months of reading time over and six more months to find more good books! I love must-read book recommendations from trusted friends and writers. I consider it a gift when you read something and think to recommend it to me. This book list post is my gift to you. So far, forty-two books graced my nightstand or ear buds in 2017. These are my top five [Read more...]

6 Ways to Press Pause When You’re Too Busy

The thump-thump of my heart echoed in my ear, the tightness in my chest only increasing its volume. My peripheral vision blurred a bit as I desperately searched for all the things I thought we might need. I almost didn’t recognize my own shrill and panicked voice as I demanded, “Hurry! Get in the car!” With all the drama, one might think we were rushing out of a burning [Read more...]

The DR Diaries: Did I Make a Difference? {Day 4}

I finally found my comfort zone during our final day of ministry. Our team worked in a rehab clinic at a hospital, which is what I do in my normal life. The patients presented with familiar issues, and without a moment’s hesitation, I knew how to help. I finally felt comfortable directing my students, too. I am so thankful the Lord withheld this familiarity from me until the last day. I [Read more...]

The Four-Part Plan to Save Summer Sanity

Congratulations! You white-knuckled your way through May with all of the final projects, celebrations, and awards days. Welcome to summer! Summer promises a hot sun, lazy mornings–and kids who bore easily and fuss often. Our sanity is seriously at risk! A solid plan and clear expectations help to maintain our sanity during the long summer days. Establishing boundaries around time and activities [Read more...]

God Doesn’t Waste Time

“I wish I were already a grown-up,” my ten-year-old daughter said. “Then I could actually be all the things I want to be.” She looked out the window of the car, her blue eyes longing to see every dream come true. A chef, a mother, a teacher, Commander in Chief. Her vision for the future changes with each turn of the calendar page. She looks ahead at what could be, what will be. As she [Read more...]

The DR Diaries: God is Good Even If… {Day 3}

On the third day, we transitioned from community-based care into the medical setting. Clinics in the DR have a familiar feel. Patients sit at tables, arms stretched out for exercises and modalities. Others lay on mats completing exercise repetitions. The methods the therapists use aren’t exactly what we do in our own clinics. The staff welcomed our input and the patients listened closely [Read more...]

The DR Diaries: A Life-Changing Conversation {Day 2}

I’m sharing my journal from a recent short-term mission trip to Juan Dolio, Dominican Republic. The second day was the most mind-altering and life-changing for me. (Read more from Day 1 here.) Today we went to a village known as “The Dump.” An appropriate name since villagers construct their homes from what they find in the mounds of trash surrounding their village. The road is [Read more...]

The DR Diaries: The Day I Understood My Smallness {Day 1}

Earlier this month, I traveled to Juan Dolio, Dominican Republic with Christian Medical Ministries of Alabama (CMMA). They partner with our local university (which happens to be my alma mater) to give students an opportunity to connect their area of study with ministry through short-term missions. This was my first medical mission trip and my first time in the Dominican Republic (DR). I [Read more...]

The Gift of Disagreement

When we moved into our house, an empty spot by the front door begged for a little table. I needed a spot for my keys, incoming mail, and outgoing library books. I meandered through the furniture section of a local thrift store searching for just the right piece. I found my little table on the end of an aisle. It looked pitiful, an old garden bench with peeling, tacky teal paint. I loaded up my [Read more...]