When You are Ready to Put Down the Box…
For just one moment I wish you could stand here with me, my friend. Because our God is so much bigger than grudges, anger, fear, doubt, discord and anxiety. We could talk about where you’ve wandered and what you are holding. We could talk about the lists we’ve made. Then I’d say something silly to make you laugh. At some point we probably would cry about how far we’ve wandered from the God who says, “I’ve got this.” And I’d remind you that there is a path beyond that box…. that only He...
read moreIt is Finished!
Last day of school up in here, ya’ll! Can I get an “Amen”? Most of the time I am a “closet homeschooler” which does not mean that we literally homeschool in a closet. What it does mean is that in this space I rarely write about homeschooling. Actually I rarely write about my husband and kids. There is a long story behind that reasoning somewhere, but let’s just say that some folks who we should have a real relationship with were using this space to fill in their gaps (aka information whores) instead of...
read moreLord, Can We Just Slow Down this Journey?
He stands in the middle of the kitchen with his hands on his hips saying, “Look mom I’m huger.” Which when pronounced sounds like, “huge…eR.” I laugh and look down at this little baby turned boy overnight. I put down the spatula and step back to survey him, “OK mister let me see you.” He places his hands down at his sides and I gasp loudly, “You really are getting huge.” He smiles big at my encouragement and then holds up his little hand searching for mine… He wants to compare hands. He wants to see how big his hand is...
read morePssst. Hey you put that box down… God isn’t in it.
There once was a girl who was handed a box. She took that box with her everywhere she went. She loved that box. It brought her comfort. Then one day she tripped and in an effort to catch herself, she dropped the box. The box broke. As she started to look at herself assessing the damage to her body from the tumble, she noticed that the box’s lid was shattered, but the contents seemed to still be intact. As she lifted the box into her lap she pressed her face in close to that cube – and was surprised to find that the box was...
read moreThe Homeschooling For Realz Challenge
It’s the end of March. I’m packing for a conference. This daughter of mine who shoots it straight and makes me laugh out loud, she asks, “Why are you packing?” To which I reply, “I’m going to a conference for homeschooling moms where maybe I’ll learn some new things and help us to do schooling at home better.” She stands there and I lift my eyes to watch her. I can tell she is thinking, processing what I have said. Then out of the blue she shoots words across the room straight at me… I wrote a post for The Homeschool...
read moreIt’s a Giveaway {contest closed}
*this contest is closed. This past weekend I had the wonderful opportunity to attend the 2:1 Conference - a gathering for homeschooling bloggers. It was an amazing weekend filled with deep words of truth from women who are raising their families for God’s glory. I learned so much and had a blast meeting so many women in real life! I had the priviledge of being sponsored by Precept Ministries as a writer for The Homeschool Village. Precept Ministries has a wide range of Bible study choices for families from children and teens to adults....
read moreFor Those Moments When You are Hiding in the Bathroom Stall…
It’s been 41 months. I can’t even count them using my fingers and toes… there aren’t enough appendages to add the total. In all that time my less than 1 percent story seems to have gotten lost in the midst of His whole. She calls on a Monday and by Sunday morning I’m standing – terrified before a gathering of women and men. I’ve gotta lead us with this voice and sing something and praise Him. And I’m afraid. My heart skips beats and I think I might never come out of the bathroom stall....
read moreWhy Do You Let Them Steal Your Heart?
{This post is from a series titled, “Why do you let them steal your…?” To start at the beginning, define the THEM and find a complete listing of all the posts in this series – click this link.} “Above all else, guard your heart, for it is the well-spring of life.” Proverbs 4:23 My mother wrote these words in the front of my Bible. I was in my early teens at the time. How often I wish I had heeded this instruction. There have been seasons when I should have carried His words in my heart instead of the thoughts...
read moreI’m a Christian Good Girl in Recovery
(I read this great article over the weekend that spoke so closely to my own story that I had to write something. So here is my Christian good girl gone bad story. You should also check out this article: “Well-Behaved Women Won’t Change the Church”) I spent the majority of my childhood and teen years in church. I was in church on Sunday at least once, Wednesday night youth group or kids’ club, Thursday night choir practice, sometimes worship team practice on some other day during the week and then back to Sunday...
read morewhen you wonder who you are raising…
I’m a mom. I worry. Oh it’s not some incessant fear or overwhelming anxiety. I’ve got a great big God who helps me battle those thoughts. But as we go about our day I watch my children and I wonder: I wonder where they will go. I wonder what they will do. I wonder what they will become. I wonder who they will be. We have the future in our homes. It’s a future we have been entrusted. It’s a delicate task I fear will bear no fruit – no relationship – no future – no words. I worry that if I...
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