Isn’t it funny how God speaks to our hearts in the most random moments? My daughter was playing with an etch a sketch when I felt a stirring in my heart. God speaking to me through an etch a sketch is not a topic I ever thought I would be writing about but I love how...
If I love you well, I pray you see Him not me because He is the source of all love. If I offer you grace when you hurt me, I pray you see Him not me because of the grace He has given me, I have more to offer. If I offer you encouragement and support that lifts your...
My daughters won’t remember every... Meal I cooked Mess I cleaned Load of laundry I did Crumb I swept They won’t remember every time… We laughed so hard our bellies hurt Watched a magical show Snuggled on the couch reading Shared a smile Giggled at an inside joke Held...
Jesus was thinking of me that day He went to calvary. He was imagining my face, the heaviness of my sin upon Him. He was in anguish over everything I would ever do in my life—The lies, the cheating, the gossiping, the unforgiveness and bitterness He knew...
Some moments I just get overwhelmed by the goodness of God. I am in awe of His kindness, His grace, His mercy His love for me. Everything I thought about God has changed so drastically since I have taken the time to get to know Him, through his word, through spending...
Lord, I lay out my heart before you today. It is heavy with worry and confusion…I have a lot of sadness clouding my thoughts. I’m so sad for what is happening right now in the world. Heaviness of not knowing what the future holds. My heart aches for the moments of...
My daughter was curled up on me, her head resting gently on my shoulder and she was just about to go to sleep. I kissed her head when her little voice said, “Hey mom, what’s your most favorite thing to do?She paused a minute…Well, I mean what is your favorite thing to...
see you mama, holding on tightly to those precious children of yours. It feels like if you hold on tight enough then nothing bad can happen to them. You are clenching your fists tighter and tighter holding on with all your strength.I see the worry in your eyes—worried...
I remember the day my mom got diagnosed with breast cancer. My husband and I had been waiting for her to call from the doctor to tell us if it was cancer or not. I remember when the phone rang I handed it to my husband. I did not want to hear the news, that would make...
What if we spent more time looking into our children's eyes and less time looking at a screen? What if we were less distracted and paid them the full attention they deserve? What if connection came before distraction? What if we didn't rush to check emails, scroll...
