“Mom! Daniel’s hitting me!!”
Based on the sounds of toys crashing and a toddler screaming, I’m pretty sure my daughter wasn’t making this one up.
I just left the play room two seconds ago and they’re already fighting?! Read more
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Man of Sorrows, God of Grace
It was a normal day. The refreshing smell of the spring dew filled the air. There was peace in the house. The inner sense of calm was curious to me; I knew today was the day. From the very beginning, I wanted to know, was the baby growing within me another boy or could it be that I was carrying a precious daughter? Read more
Three Little Water Cups
The days are long, but the years are short. The lists continue to accumulate yet the hours to check things off are not enough. The volume in the house is perpetually loud, from the hungry crying baby heard on the monitor, to the frustrated toddler, to the two older playful kids wrestling on the floor. Read more
8 Signs You’re a Faithful Friend
A couple of weeks ago, I was asked to give a short talk at my friend’s bridal shower. Thoughts about faithfulness have been bouncing around in my head for the past couple of months. I guess it all started on my road trip earlier this year. I have a tendency to analyze people… why do they do what they do, what are their relationship patterns (good or bad), what things have they experienced in the past, etc? (I know, it’s a sickness.) But it’s also caused me to examine my own relationships.
What makes me a faithful or unfaithful person?
Here are a few thoughts on being a f.a.i.t.h.f.u.l. friend/spouse… Read more
One Mile at a Time
Ten hours of black asphalt, headlights, and exit signs and a van stuffed with tote bags, a pack n play, stroller, blankets, and snacks.
Ten hours of thinking, singing, praying, talking, wondering…
Myth Busters: 7 Myths Common to Teen Girls Busted By the Word of God
#1.
Myth: “God Is Not Enough” (a.k.a. boyfriends, beauty, or popularity equals happiness)
Busted: God Is All We Need
Waiting in line: a lesson in self denial.
A couple months ago I took a trip with my three-year-old (going on 16) daughter and (at the time) 8 month old son. I knew going into a six-hour long flight with no husband, a toddler, and “lap infant” was going to be a challenge.
