Inspiration for Faith & Life
It was only a matter of minutes of school being out for summer that my kids began fighting. One declared, “Stop looking at me!” to the other across the kitchen table. I knew it was going to be a long summer, so I began planning in my mind what we’d stay busy with for sanity’s …
Oh, Momma, you really do it all, and it’s amazing. I know some days you think you don’t do anything (especially when people ask you all the time what you do all day?), but in reality, you’re doing everything…
Thank you for treating my children the same when they’re obedient and when they’re unlovely…
Last night, we cuddled under your dream tent and read Goodnight, Goodnight Construction Site. As I read you squeezed my arm and said, “I love you, Mama” with your double-dimpled smile. “I love you, too, Will. I want you to stay this age forever.” “But I won’t,” you said so matter-of-factly. And my heart ached a …
There’s a lot of talk about doing, but not much about just being. But you and I were never called to be supermoms, but instead faithful in our calling…
That day, the sparrow continued trying to fly but its wings were damaged, but that didn’t make her any less valuable…
That you’ll treat them with honor, respect, value, and great care as you would one of your most treasured possessions…
Real men were once young boys like you. And somewhere along the way, they chose to grow up. That same choice, my son, will be up to you too…
I saw you the other day at Target juggling three young children—one on the side of your hip, another sitting in the shopping cart with a runny nose, and your oldest scooping boxes of Fruit Loops into the cart. Your hair was up in a ponytail and you wore your favorite yoga pants and rose gold Fitbit around your wrist. You appeared a bit frazzled as you looked at your phone marking off food items from your list and making sure they fit the budget—wanting to please your husband…
Some would call it mundane, but I found it magical. Heavenly, in fact…