Spaghetti is Leesy’s favorite food. She shoves it in by the fistful - oblivious to the tomato sauce smeared on her face, hands, highchair, and floor. But I still continue to feed her spaghetti. Even though, I know that she will be messy. … Read More
Abby has been an avid bubble lover since she was about 18 months old. We had this giant bubble wand that she would play with for hours. I loved to watch the wonder in her eyes as those round, colorful … Read More
He loves me. Who has believed our message and to whom has the arm of the Lord been revealed? 2 He grew up before him like a tender shoot, and like a root out of dry ground. He had no beauty or majesty to attract us … Read More
Folding socks equates to inhumane torture. Consequently, I have dubbed sock folding one of the least important household chores. But Mike came up with an idea to make our sock issue a little less daunting. We are going to nab … Read More
Huge dinner mess. Piles of laundry. Throw up. Broken dishes. Neglected naps. I am tempted to come unglued. I am tempted to let my emotions snap my words and actions into a very ungodly mess. But honestly, I have absolutely … Read More
Walking through a parking lot with four young children invites countless opportunity for irreversible mishaps. I only have two hands. And so, I balance the diaper bag, my purse, and Leesy on one arm. And then with my other hand, … Read More
Behind the plastered smile lays the real FEARS, ANXIETIES,and STRUGGLES. I ignore them, and instead of God interrupting my sinful heart, hypocracy invades my sinful heart. And I fool myself into thinking that plastered smile is real. I bury my HURT. I bury my … Read More
Dear Jesus, I always knew you loved me. I knew you carried my burdens. I knew you carried my shame. And I knew you desired to give me life abundant – full of joy, hope, and peace. But I have … Read More
Dishes With four young children, I get tons of hugs, kisses, and snuggles. Exhausted from my day, I plopped down for a moments rest before tackling the mound of dishes. Zaiah, with a huge smile on his face, sat … Read More
Bob the Tormato The sirens blared. Eli and Abby had polar reactions. Eli, in his three year old innocence, considered the events quite exciting. “Don’t be scared,” he squealed, “Bob the Tormato is coming!” He believed that he was safe … Read More
