Life in a world filled with dehydrated kids
This is when the Holy Spirit checked me. He was graciously saying, Who do you think made it turn out okay? He reminded me that things going well were the result of prayer. That He was granting impossible things like patience and energy.
And that I must not belittle prayers just because He answered them
Useless. Sometimes I can convince myself that days I sleep all the way through are spent in my body healing- creating new neuropathways that will help me function healthily when … Continue reading A Bruised Reed
Do you ever say something that leaves your listeners boggled because they totally lack the context? I know when I try to make the connections between what we had … Continue reading The Yeast of the Pharisees
When Christmas is over, the reality sinks in- a new year is approaching. Many people do a lot of reflecting on the year that is passing. Others think of what … Continue reading For the New Year…
As I sat there on the couch with my Bible and the study materials in my lap, I felt my eyes drooping and my head heavily bowing forward. Ah shoot, … Continue reading Hitting the Reset Button
It’s laundry day. Being part of a family of six sure does load up the work for that particular task. I’m always amazed at what I discover each time … Continue reading Laundry and Other Spiritual Matters
I saw the dresser tipping, but I couldn’t do anything but scream. My son was angrily yanking clothes from the dresser drawer, which he pulled at just the right angle … Continue reading Getting you off your game
I was encouraged this summer to consider the Fruit of the Spirit. Something most Christians are fairly familiar with. One of the truths charming children’s songs help us memorize at … Continue reading Anxiety and Peace: a Strange Juxtaposition
I have an anxiety disorder. Which seems strange because often I’m amazing. Take yesterday, for instance. I was trucking along, being a good version of me. Mothering children well, being … Continue reading A Peek Inside
Growing up, whenever something bad happened, personally or globally, my dad would say, “Come, Lord Jesus.” Not gonna lie- to a teenage mind, that seemed less than desirable. I had … Continue reading Come, Lord Jesus!
In case I wondered if my anxiety had been cured, it flared up again recently. This is a super inconvenient time to be rendered unable to function because I am … Continue reading When Prospering Looks Peculiar
It’s often hard to think about self-care, isn’t it? When I think of it, I get this image of myself on a beach with my best friends relaxing. But then … Continue reading The Holiness of Self-care
