Tag: faith
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Giving me a “right” hand
We had put it off for a while. The dentist. The youngest needed a mouth full of work, and with anxiety and sensory needs that kept him from even liking to have his teeth cleaned…we had put it off for months. But we had prepared him for this day. Explained what would occur, how he…
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The Messy Middle
There is a place I dread visiting these days. For anyone navigating this stage of parenting, you must know this place. It is hidden behind a door in our home. I know who is there. Problem is…I never know what is there. Meaning, I never know what mess I will find. Are those clothes on…
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Still I know He is God
We will not fear when earthquakes come and the mountains crumble into the sea. Let the oceans roar and foam. Let the mountains tremble as the waters surge. Psalm 46:2-3, NLT One year. A lot can happen in one year. Schools can shut down virtually overnight. People you thought were solid, prove to be pretty…
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New mercies every day
I have always been intrigued by the owl. You know, if spirit animals were a thing I believed in, then maybe the owl would be mine. Believed to be watchful, have sensitive hearing, and to be a symbol of wisdom in some cultures, these characteristics seemed to match my own watchful, discerning movements. As a…
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Why I “make” them go to church…
“I can’t believe you are taking us to church when there is ice outside. You don’t even give us a choice!” And he is right. It was cold. There was frost on the windshield. On the porch. On the steps. And, no…he didn’t have choice. Yes. I MAKE my kids get up and go to…
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Praises in the dead of night
I hadn’t been there in a while. Netflix and a young boy who wouldn’t leave my bed had kept me from using the space. Until for 3 straight nights I was woken a little past 2am. Trying desperately to get rid of all the thoughts flooding my brain. 2am. Then 3am. Then, this gentle whisper:…
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How much more?
How much more God? How much more do you want me to take? As I struggle daily with actually carrying out what He has asked me to do, I wrestle frequently with wanting desperately to just give up. Asking Him to just send someone else, because surely I must not be it. As I sit…
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Pray. Believe.
One of the toughest jobs I have ever had has been being a parent. While wildly rewarding, it can also be the most heartbreaking of tasks. I question my influence as a parent and a caretaker of many other kids daily. Some times multiple times a day. I question if they even listen. If the…
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Just keep praying
“She called me 5 minutes before we were supposed to be there and said she changed her mind.” This is the response received when asking for the outcome of a meeting I had to miss. But what no one knew was that 5 minutes before they were supposed to be in that room, someone was…
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Pinky promises from God
“We will go tomorrow to get donuts. I promise.” I said this to my little boy as he headed into the house. As he trickled in from school, and we then began the task of managing the afternoon and evening activities. Pinky promised that, yes, next time we would go. “Tonight we have a lot…
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