My Ink Dance

Discovering Extraordinary Grace in an Ordinary Life


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This is a place for you to discover extraordinary grace in ordinary life.

I’m Becky and I’m so glad you’re here! Find out more about me and what My Ink Dance means . Take a look around and don’t forget to grab your free gift!

Relax friend. Come as you are. This is a place to be real and exhale. I’m so glad you came!


“You’re a handful.” “Oh, I just had a small handful of chocolate chips.” “I added a handful of cheese.” It seems a handful varies according to what is being held. I’ve spent my whole life thinking I’m a handful, yet the chocolate I indulge in seems to be a much different handful that I think […]

Begin Again

This is where I am at. I’m laying it all on the table to let you know this is my beginning….again. I have this nagging voice in my head telling me this is not good enough. None of it is good enough. It’s not perfect enough, pretty enough, none of it is right. I’d like […]

Wednesday’s Writing

Wednesdays I will be offering a writing prompt and my response. Please feel free to share your response as well. This will encourage us to stretch ourselves to write in new ways. Happy ink dance! Prompt: Imagine your life is now a book. In 100 words, write the blurb for it. (It’s what people will […]

I’m back

again. Yes, I am. And quite honestly, I don’t want to be. I don’t want to be here typing to the blogosphere….I want to be writing  type that will set on creamy white pages in crisp black ink. I want to be telling a story, any story. But I don’t know how to get there. […]

why i’m letting myself off the hook

Here’s the thing. Even if I make the wrong decision, I have to trust that God’s got this, regardless of me. Isn’t that what He’s about? Taking our humanity and making it holy. I have to trust that is what will happen here. I don’t know what the right decision is. I’m not even sure […]

Digging In

I’m here. I’m back. Maybe no one will ever know. That’s not entirely true though. I’ll know. I’m not giving up. I’m here writing my ink dance full of stops and starts, blotches and crossouts. But I’m here. I can’t let this be the end. Do you have an area of your life like this? […]

why the mess makes me happy

Right now, at this very moment, there is a mess in my kitchen, and I couldn’t be happier about it. I spent 10 minutes investing in this mess and the part that made it all worth it? The squeal from my 3 year old, “Yay! Pink Play Dough Mommy!” So, right now my kitchen is […]

happy is better than perfect

They’re not all looking at the camera. They focus is off. The angle could have been better. But they are smiling. I’m working on letting go of perfect and embracing happy. I could have this: But I’d much rather have this:

who he wants

Most days I’m not who I want to be. I find myself starting with the best of intentions, but the milk spills, the pancakes burn, and the jeans won’t button. I long to be calm and patient, beautiful and sexy, friendly and strong. Maybe I am some of these things some of the time. But […]