Faith, Family

A hard times bible

I shuffle through the living room headed to my mug of hot tea waiting in the kitchen.  My little man is trailing me. He notices the Book on the table. Still there from last night. That bible’s been through hard times, mom. Weighted words gliding lightly from an innocent tongue.  Truth falling heavy on a drowsy heart. His father’s bible. A bible… Continue reading A hard times bible

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Looking past the ugly to taste the delightful

The weather today was rainy.  Gray skies.  Dreary. The perfect day for warm and gooey homemade cookies.  I’m attempting to create a recipe.  A healthy-sugar, grain-free, dairy-free delight.  And I have a helper. A taste tester of sorts. We are on our second attempt. The cookies aren’t turning out lovely. But my taste tester said… Continue reading Looking past the ugly to taste the delightful

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The weathered hands of motherhood

A handful of women convene in a small room.  Hearts exposed.  Raw and tender.  Burdened for children and grandchildren. My tear-filled eyes carefully scan the room.  I’m the youngest. I wonder aloud does this, this mothering thing, ever get any easier? A gentle, yet weathered response.  No. Heads crowned with gray and faces marked with… Continue reading The weathered hands of motherhood

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Wanted: My husband needs a *new* wife

She looks well to the ways of her household, and eats not the bread of idleness (Proverbs 31:27) As January approaches, a desire to start something afresh arises in my soul.  Is it that way with you each new year? Many people make vows to lose weight, exercise and eat healthy.  Some set goals to… Continue reading Wanted: My husband needs a *new* wife

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Sweetness of memories on a tree

There are many pleasures to be found in Christmas.   We must be careful to cling to the Substance versus chasing shadows which will leave us empty on December 26th. The Substance will fill us with joy and peace every day of the year. This isn’t to say there’s no enjoyment to be found in the… Continue reading Sweetness of memories on a tree

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Thanksgiving and smoldering ashes

A phone call yesterday morning delivered the news my friend's home had burnt down in the middle of the night.  She and her husband barely escaped with only the clothes they'd worn to bed.  Thankfully, their children had spent the night elsewhere. Everything else was lost.  Everything. I knew I had to immediately get to my… Continue reading Thanksgiving and smoldering ashes

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I’m expecting! {and you’re the first to read my good news}

With weather in the 80's, wearing a t-shirt & shorts, Caleb stood with bare feet gazing out the dining room window and mused, "It hasn't snowed lately." You live in Southeast Texas, child.  Were you expecting snow? It's possible he's fondly reminiscing about Christmas with Grandma in Missouri. (However, by the look on his face, the snow was frightening.) Regardless, this child… Continue reading I’m expecting! {and you’re the first to read my good news}

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The practice of thanks living

When my children were quite young, I began taking to heart the need to train them. Discipling our children. For instance, when they were still of preschool age, I prepared them for a dentist appointment I had scheduled for myself and knew would be lengthy.  Rather than finding a sitter, I took the opportunity to… Continue reading The practice of thanks living

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Truth in the Tinsel: An Advent Experience for Little Hands (a review)

Approaching Christmas with children is sticky, and maybe even downright thorny, if a parent is attempting to truly teach the meaning of the season. Each year, I find myself missing the opportunity to impress upon my boys the reason for celebrating Christ's birth.  Sure, we've made the Jesus birthday cake, thrown a Jesus birthday party and  memorized Scripture in an… Continue reading Truth in the Tinsel: An Advent Experience for Little Hands (a review)

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Listen closely for Eucharisteo

This morning, Caleb came to me with concerns that filled his twelve-year-old world with weighted worries.  He tearfully shared fears and anxieties.  In the midst of our conversation, a brief silence rested between words.  The faint chorus of melodious chimes floated into our living room from outside the window during that intermission.  As we tuned our attention to the sound,… Continue reading Listen closely for Eucharisteo