women of faith
that time I grabbed the scissors…
I am not a very patient person by nature (My husband snorted when he read that sentence. He says I am NOT AT ALL a patient person). Like, for instance, when I get an idea in my head. I will ruminate on it for about half of a day, but then I have to take…
what I wish they knew…
What does a room full of teenagers need to know about God? That was the question I kept asking myself as I was prepping for our first breakfast club. It felt like a big and daunting question because God is BIG. It also felt like a big and daunting question because of the…
nice when they’re not…
You know what I find to be one of the hardest things to teach my kids? Be nice when the other person is not. But that’s what I tell my kids when they divulge to me that other kids at school say mean things to them, or push them around. Be nice when they’re not. …
finding balance?
Being a parent is no joke. It seems like I do not have enough time in the day, EVER, to get stuff done. Actually, I get plenty done: driving kids around, yard work, laundry, meals, and paying bills. I’m talking about the “me” stuff. That’s the stuff I can’t figure out how to do. Please…
a lot can happen in 1 year…
One year. It’s been one year since I took a giant leap of faith and started a blog. I remember my first post. I was terrified. New to writing. Tech un-savvy. Insecure about my idea. I hit the “publish” button and cried because I was so scared it would flop. It feels like a lifetime…
eyes on the prize…
It is not easy being transparent about my struggles. I am well aware that it can make me look downright pitiful…and most of the time, I’m ok with that. I continue to share because I want others to see the POWER that is available to them if they press into Jesus. This is one of…
the lesson I learned about rest…
Resting. I’m NOT good at it. I don’t really do it because the entire time I am resting, all I can think about is what I should be doing instead of resting. I prefer to run full speed. To get stuff done. To knock out my to-do list like a prize fighter. Most of…
it isn’t fair…
It isn’t fair! Do you know how many times I have said that phrase? Too many times. As a kid, I remember righteous indignation boiling to the surface and spilling out of me when I faced an injustice. It isn’t fair! I would yell as I stomped my foot. Usually, it…
willing to be a fool…
I am willing to be a fool for you. That’s the promise that I made to God when I started writing. Through the good, the bad and the ugly, I vowed to be transparent so that others could see his tremendous love and power at work in my life. The journey has not been easy…
the power of the tongue…
I was trying to steer my overflowing cart through the crowded dairy aisle at Target, frantically checking my list to make sure I had grabbed everything. My little guys were hitting each other and screaming for treats, which made it difficult to focus. I could sense that we were fast approaching a meltdown, so I…