Have you ever seen a picture of a swan swimming with her babies on her back? It’s easy for the babies to keep up with their mom because they aren’t putting in any work, but are being pulled along by their parent’s strength. But what happens when their mother isn’t there to carry them anymore…
Eager hands beg to be helpful. To make you proud, to do it just like you. To follow in your handprints and footprints. They want to be like you. Taking The Time For Eager Hands It’s so easy in our busy, speed of light lives to do it ourselves, make sure it’s done the right…
Recently I did a poll on Facebook, I asked people if they could hear one thing from their dad’s, what would it be. The overwhelming answer was “I love you,” Three simple words, we use all three with crazy redundancy “I love this,” or “I love that,” I,l,o,v,e,y,o,u. These eight little old letters, four vowels,…
It is so hard to have a Mary heart in a Martha World. Every day is one step forward and ten steps back. An inch forward and a mile back. Dishes piled high in the sink like mini skyscrapers, Cheerios scattered under the table like little minefields, Hot Wheels, and dolls interspersed with Lego’s forming an obstacle course on the carpet that you swore you just vacuumed.
I’ve blown it again Father. Our morning time together I had all planned out seemed like such a good idea. I mean, it is a good idea, a totally good idea… If I had just done it. I’m so tired. I’ve been up all night with the baby. Midnight feedings and Lego minefields have left…
Stolen Moments I am locked in my room Lord; I am stealing just a precious moment with you. I’m trying to ignore the dust bunnies I just found under my bed And my child’s missing shoe. I felt the need to just steal away and talk with you in this hurried life of mine. I…
The sun has gone to rest behind the hills and the sky is all dark with the remnants of pink and purple staining the sky as I walk down the hallway from the bathroom. The knees of my pants are wet from the children’s baths. The baby was messy but easy It made him so…
I’m done being afraid. I care what you think about me. I care too much. I see you eyes staring at me down at me across the aisle, see your smirk as I get out of my car. I see your glare and sneer as I chase after my kids- I could let you control…
Oh! Mommy! We guess what? We taught the class today! This is what welcomed me the last time my girls went to children’s church. The teacher admitted they did indeed teach the class and helped her with the facts of their story that she herself didn’t know. I don’t fault her, maybe she was a…
Ahhhh, the love of a mother. Is there anything like it? Morning dawns on another day –sunlight piercing through finger print smudged- windows-, for now all is quiet and still. As if life is holding its breath for the chaos that will no doubt ensue far too soon. You make your way across the floor…