I feel as if I’m still waiting to exhale after the seismic shift in our lives that brings us back to New Jersey after three years of living abroad. I am tired. We are all tired–of living out of suitcases and wacky schedules and big decisions and zero personal space. We visited our new home today, the one I had not seen and that the current owners still inhabit, and people were everywhere. The owner, two realtors, my kids, moving men, and a pool guy. All I wanted to do was find a quiet corner and engage my pretend super power of invisibility. Just for a moment. Just long enough to take a deep breath.

We traipsed up the stairs to my son’s new bedroom, still filled with the stuff the owner’s little boy is made of, and I stayed in the room thirty seconds longer than everyone else. I closed my eyes for a moment and when I opened them, I spied a bag tied to a hook on the wall. Hanging off of this Sunday School bag, was a little orange tag with the words “He is Risen” written on it.

He is Risen.

Those three words were a balm to this very weary heart. The kids are all up in my face. He is Risen. Our air shipment hasn’t arrived. He is Risen. I can’t find time to write, we have four more weeks of hotel living, and my book proposal might not happen. He is Risen.

It doesn’t have to be Easter for me to live out the joy of the resurrection. It only has to be a moment of quiet, a few seconds to reorient my priorities in remembrance. I still need to write the words and complete the paperwork and give grace where there’s chaos, but those three small words remind me that the best work I can do today is open my hands and receive Christ, resurrected.


Thank you so much for bearing with me, friends, as we navigate these big changes. I hope to write more regularly in the upcoming weeks, but as you know, life happens. Let’s meet again soon and talk about summer. What are you doing, reading, listening to?



  • Know that I am praying for you Kimberly…hugs~

    • KimberlyCoyle

      This means everything to me. Thanks so much, Mary!

  • Kelly Hausknecht Chripczuk

    Love hearing from you Kimberly. You sound about as in-between as I shall soon be. We haven’t found a house and are about an inch away from securing an apartment so we will be “in transition” indefinately. And oh how transition wears on us Moms in particular – we do everything we can to maintain balance and order at home and when it all breaks down, it’s our legs they clinging to!
    Hoping with you/for you for your book proposal and writing to stay afloat. He is risen indeed!

    • KimberlyCoyle

      Indefinite transition takes an extra dose of grace. Praying for you and your little ones, Kelly. Keep me posted as things progress!

  • tonyandjenniferj

    I am thinking about if I return to CH how sad I will be without you! Love your friend!

    • KimberlyCoyle

      Miss you already, JJ:(

  • KimberlyCoyle

    Thanks for reading, Wendy:)

  • Feeling with you. We will have to cope with our own transition soon enough, and have just spent a week on holidays in one room together…crazy! What a precious reminder in the midst of all the chaos, that He is risen!