• Count to 9 – Dealing With Mommy Anger

    Faith, Motherhood, Prayer

      I’m so excited to have Ruthie Gray, from Rear. Release. Regroup. She is a wonderful mentor for young moms. If you are looking for good (practical!) advice from a woman who has walked your road…..check out her website! You’ve done it again – erupted all over your kids and husband, and maybe even the dog. You’re so done with this behavior, and after all, there is such thing as righteous indignation! Doesn’t the verse say, “Be angry” (Ephesians 4:26)?! That alone confirms that…

  • The Secret to Thriving in the Ordinary

    Motherhood

    Can I remind you of something: Mundane doesn’t mean unimportant. Sometimes a hard life is just an ordinary one. The ordinary is where our faith is lived out. “It does require the supernatural grace of God to live twenty-four hours in every day as a saint – to go through drudgery as a disciple, to live an ordinary, unobserved, ignored existence as a disciple of Jesus. It is inbred of us that we have to do exceptional things for God; but we have…

  • Birthdays, Cupcakes, and Gratefulness

    Holiday, Motherhood

    What I’ve learned this birthday weekend…. First, Pinterest is always telling me how much I’ve failed. If I’m comparing myself to Pinterest, I’ll always fall short. I made a Monopoly cake based on a Pinterest idea I found, but I kept comparing mine to the original. No one saw the original. It wasn’t about that anyway. My son’s response: “I don’t like it mom, I LOVE it!” Success. Not a failure. And he did see the original. Second, I felt…

  • When Social Media Lies about Loneliness

    Faith, Motherhood

    The conversation at the dinner table was heading in a crazy-talk spiral. I mean, when we start discussing nonsense I can just feel my brain cells dying. Literally, as I’m eating my cold pasta, I feel them burn away into oblivion. Listening to their conversation, slowly feeding the baby, it hits me hard.  Some days I feel snappy and frustrated at the mundane. I am distant and irritable. Sometimes it creeps in slow, making its way into my heart and stays…