Making it Impossible to Not Think About God
I see the moms posting pictures of perfect Friday nights on the porch with their hubbies. I see the moms posting pictures of girls night out. I see the moms posting pictures of sweet babies asleep in their beds. I see them and think, that's not me. I'm the mom at home exhausted on a Friday night, standing by the stairs training a two year old to stay in bed. I'm the mom still struggling to … [Read more...]
Training children in the way they should go is a difficult, and often mind boggling task. While I struggle to preach the gospel to myself everyday, I'm tasked with extending grace to my children and teaching and helping to expose their need for our wonderful Savior. There are so many days where I feel like I can do nothing right and there is simply no fruit on the vine, and never will … [Read more...]
Last week I posted this picture on our Facebook page with the following words: I have dishes in my sink, floors covered in mud, beds unmade, and laundry the size of Mount Everest. So I decided to do some painting with my toddler. #priorities I was overwhelmed with the response to this simple little gesture to encourage others to just let it all slide for a day. One fellow mom said: I … [Read more...]
This post is written by contributing writer, Sarah. Thank you for sharing your story, Sarah. My heart grieves with you. I never really understood Amy Grant's song, "Better than a Hallelujah." "We pour out our miseries God just hears a melody Beautiful, the mess we are The honest cries of breaking hearts Are better than a Hallelujah" (from http://www.elyrics.net) I wondered why would God … [Read more...]
This post is written by contributing writer, Tasha from Spann-ing the Globe. When I stepped into the church nursery on Sunday, I expected to see my happy baby playing with the other children. Instead, I saw her being held by a worker while she sobbed. As I stepped closer, I saw why she was crying and my heart broke. I waited quietly as the translator patiently relayed the story from French to … [Read more...]
I sit in the glow of the low lamp light, snuggled under my favorite quilt. My Bible, well worn and marked, splayed open next to me. I had just semi-successfully resettled the two year old, trying to convince him it was still too early for wee ones to patter around. I need this time alone with Him before the crazy that is our day unfolds. My spirit groans in fatigue and stress, calling out to my … [Read more...]
Before I became a mom, I was a stay-at-home-wife. Before I was a stay-at-home-wife, I had a career held an office job with an hour lunch break every day. Before I worked in an office, I wasn't a Christian so it's pretty much null in void for this discussion. As an employee in an office setting, every day at noon I would close my door, put on my head phones, and open my Bible. I spent the entire … [Read more...]
In my world, no two days look a like. I have my "ideal schedule" but can safely say we have never completed it. With a 3 year old and an almost 2 year old in tow, this pregnant mama is just enjoying each moment and making the most of this busy routine. Today (the day I am sharing with you) was one of our special "get out of the house" days. We live in the country and we go into town (only 20 miles … [Read more...]
This post is part of our motherhood series. You can see all the posts here. So your happily-ever-after is finally coming true. Nesting is in full force. You're now a wife. You have a baby. And you can settle down and do what your heart has yearned for since you were a little girl - you can be a full-time wife and mommy. But wait! There's only one problem! You kinda forgot, didn't really … [Read more...]
This post is part of our motherhood series. See all the posts here. I am laying in the hospital bed. I am emailing my husband, who is on a ship somewhere in the Persian Gulf. He is encouraging me and comforting me as best he can while I am without him, in the hospital. Did I mention I was in the hospital? My husband was not there? Ok. So I was there and my 16 month old was at my mother's house. … [Read more...]
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