As I recently celebrated my anniversary with my superMAN, one of my heart friends is in the last days before her wedding. Many an early morning we have had Bible study via text and in that time of processing what He’s teaching us through our different stages of life, she has challenged me to meditate on my marriage and consider Continue Reading →
Here I am in that place again. The one I find myself in frequently where I’m stressed and exhausted mind, body and spirit. I suppose this is the way of a mother, especially when there’s six young lives to shepherd and a marriage to keep tended to. I’m tempted to check-out mentally and sink into the oblivion of nothingness, but Continue Reading →
verb (used with object), restored, restoring. 1.to bring back into existence, use, or the like; reestablish: to restore order. 2. to bring back to a former, original, or normal condition, as a building,statue, or painting. 3. to bring back to a state of health, soundness, or vigor. 4. to put back to a former place, or to a former position, rank, etc.: to restore the king to his throne. 5. to give back; make return or restitution of (anything taken away or lost). 6. to reproduce or reconstruct (an ancient building, extinct animal, etc.) in the original state. Three years ago I lay in bed next to my superMAN and spoke out-loud the words I never thought I’d hear come out of my mouth (and his in agreement), “Maybe we’re not the right people for one another…” A few minutes later, we turned to one another and agreed Continue Reading →
I’ve been thinking about how full my life is. It seems there’s nothing I can cut out to create more margin. Every moment is double-stacked, as is customary of the American life. No time to breathe. So I did an experiment this week. I put down my iPhone, crocheting, my book or whatever else I could double do and chose Continue Reading →
It was supposed to simply be a Saturday afternoon nap. A rare treasure I was relishing in. I was in a drowsy state of slowly drifting in and out of coherent thoughts when I had an epiphany. A light bulb moment. What my Daughter of Purpose needs most from me is to play with her. What? Play with her? Did Continue Reading →
I have been struggling this week. I have been working through some things that I should have mastered by now, but a bit of Should-itis has snuck up on me. I never really finished explaining to you what Should-itis is and the story of how I discovered it in my life and how I beat it. I’ll get back to Continue Reading →
For the past few weeks, I have had the pleasure of having two extra children in my home. Yes, that would make 7 children for more than just a few hours. In fact, it was more in a lot of ways. More clothes to wash and fold, more food to prepare, more shoes to trip over, more hugs of comfort Continue Reading →
Our newest addition to our family, Daughter of Purpose, is named such because she seems to be the most content in life when she is doing something that has purpose–something that contributes to our family. Typically, her jobs (or chores) each day are to make sure the shoe basket by the front door is tidy and to take out the Continue Reading →
Today I had crunchy, soggy egg salad for lunch. I decided that maybe I should rename it “Crusted-Moist Egg Salad” and maybe it would sound more appealing and appetizing. Whatever I call it, you may ask why I’d dare eat it because its realistic name probably would not make you show up at my house to join me for lunch. Continue Reading →
This is a post I wrote from our adoption blog. It really straddles both blogs that I write so I put it on both, but for those of you that read both–this one ends a little differently. I’ve been reading a book called, “The Mission of Motherhood” by Sally Clarkson lately. I’m pretty sure I’ve underlined more than I haven’t, Continue Reading →