Time… I have been thinking a lot about time. How fast and fleeting it can be. How generous and magnificent is its wonder. And what a thief it can become. I’ve been digging into deep contemplation, as the season changes and the air gets heavy. And I wonder about this thing called time. How does it happen? The magic of it all.       One day you are staring into the eyes of your man before the wedding begins, and he spends that fleeting first moment wiping the atrocious amounts of snot off your face as you cry… You...

A couple of years ago, I wrote a post sharing our Halloween experience when Cade was in Kindergarten.  We were just talking about that day, and  he remembers every detail, especially the ‘why’ to the reason of what we did.   I love that Cassidy remembers as well.  With our Halloween school party  a day away, I wonder about this boy still.  I asked Cade if we should bring an extra costume, but Cade said this boy wouldn’t be interested because he is getting into trouble and ‘wearing his pants below his butt’. ...

I had 30 minutes between here and there… Time to fit “me time” in.   Walk.   I grab my cd player to listen while I tread the trail. But within minutes I turn it off. I need silence.   As I follow the path through the gap in the woods I listen.   The animals scurrying under the brush Jolting my frazzled nerves The sun beckons to glare through the trees swaying in the wind, hitting my face just right. I feel its warmth. I stretch my neck tilting my head high enough to soak it in.   Light… Peace… His Presence.   As I travel...

I have been stuffing that old nasty rag in my mouth lately… Ya know the one? The one that is drenched in those toxic vapors that radiate all kinds of discouragement and defeat. It tastes awful. I hate when things don’t go my way. But life is a lot about things that simply don’t go our way. Dreams crushed. Finances strained. Relationships torn. Diseases diagnosed. Not getting that job. Kids failing school. Marriages falling apart. Infertility. Losing your child in a flash freak flood. Pick your poison. Life doesn’t go our way- often. So...

Friends, remember the brilliant anthology “The Mother of all Meltdowns” that was published a year ago?  The one where 29 mothers shared their true and real and sometimes hilarious and sometimes heart breaking meltdowns?  Remember?  It’s on SALE TODAY!!!  We are celebrating our birthday by offering you the ebook for a mere 99 CENTS!!  With winter on it’s way, start stockpiling those books now!  This one will not disappoint.  Promise.    Head on over and buy it HERE!!!       Share and Enjoy ...

I wrote this post over two years ago, and I came across it and realized this principle is ongoing for us all.  I believe one of the greatest challenges and deepest joys comes from the fine art of gratitude… Even when you’re suffering. During the years that my daughter was sick, we learned together that gratitude is both a cherished and powerful part of living.  We still live in this truth today.  Read an old story, and take in fresh encouragement. 27 hours.  That’s how long my daughter had been whining and moaning about...

In our family, we set out on a mission to build character and instill faith in our children.  When the kids were little, it was all about keeping them fed and safe from harm.  We were immersed in changing diapers, and teaching them how to eat and speak and walk.  The functioning is at it’s peak during those critical years of development, as we bundle our little ones to protect them from the cold and rock them to sleep- the basic fundamentals are laid before us. But as the years roll along, our children need a different set of...

I shared this post over two years ago, and I have had this on my heart once again.  For those who don’t believe, may this open your heart to the wonder of an Almighty God and an army of Angels that live beyond our living. My daughter recently shared quite an extraordinary experience … “Mommy!  Guess what happened last night?  I saw three ANGELS!!!  I woke up last night and there they were…watching me!  One was tall and skinny and she was up on the curtains, another was on the other side of the curtains and she was smiling...

I Am An Honest Mom… Are You? I recently witnessed a horrible soccer match. All the kids on our team were not on their game, as they carelessly floundered across the field in a haze of confusion and lethargy. My son, who typically lights the field on fire with his dominance and outstanding ability to take control of the ball and score most of the goals… Sucked. What on earth was going on? My throat hurt from screaming by the end of the game. It was a brutal slaying and a torturing experience to see our team go down without a fight…...

  When I saw this week’s Tuesday Ten topic over at Lisa and Rabia’s link up, I thought it would be a perfect opportunity to share this week’s highlights of motherhood in Classic Quote fashion. Motherhood throws some good laughs and punches (literally) our way, and I believe every mom will say or hear these things at some point in her life as a mom. This past week after returning from our trip to Prague, we have had some eventful highs and lows… much like every week as a mother to two busy and crazy kids. And as I reflected...

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