Three Little Water Cups

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

Major Missteps in Mothering

Major Missteps in Mothering

The topic of parenting, specifically child training, comes and goes in consuming my mind.

Naturally, I think about mother-and-child-holding-handsit more when dealing with one of my own children and wondering how to properly handle various situations. Or when one of the young people from our church youth group willfully leaves the faith of their parents in a desperate worldliness crave.

It’s in these moments that I start to examine my mothering. A big fear for most moms is failing. Will my child be successful? Be liked? Be a hard worker? Have character? etc…

In this state of vulnerability it easy to look to another mom whose children look respectable and try to mimic their mothering style. Words like, I want to be like so-and-so enter my mind. But disappointment seems to always be the conclusion – probably because I am not them, nor will I ever be them…

I am what I am. That’s Popeye 🙂 Read more

The Clothesline

The Clothesline

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Poetry and I don’t usually see eye-to-eye. I cannot write poetry (although my last poem was written in High School…maybe it’s time to try again?) and even reading poetry feels like a chore. I usually have to discipline myself to finish any poem but in the end, once the main point has been discovered, I re-read the poem again, sometimes a third time, pondering each phrase. Poetry is great like that. Anything that gets the wheels of the mind turning and contemplating the things of life, or better yet, the things of God, is good for the soul. Read more