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This Week’s Prompt: Learn
This morning I held my firstborn near as I whispered a prayer into his ear. His hair smelled of sweat and bug spray. I memorized the feel of his embrace as I kissed him once more and sent him on his way.
That morning as I had donned my makeup and curled my hair, I had not anticipated giving an impromptu speech to a room full of strangers and my favorite author, especially a story of this delicate nature. Five minutes produces a rather naked story.
That morning as I had donned my makeup and curled my hair, I had not anticipated giving an impromptu speech to a room full of strangers and my favorite author, especially a story of this delicate nature. Five minutes produces a rather naked story.
You have a story too, we all do. Everywhere around us there is a story to unearth from beneath the surface of the obvious. But first, before we share them, let us find ourselves kneeling before the cross with these words wetting our lips and forever aligning our hearts with His purpose…
Today you are four, and you are big, and you are brave, and you are strong.
But there is something I need you to now about that big boy strength…
We devoted one month to eating a diet free of any gluten or sugars. Here is exactly what it looked like! {Video Blog}
As soon as I began reading Kayla’s story, I couldn’t put it down. Don’t get me wrong—I wanted to. Her story is anything but easy. These are the lessons that will change how each one of us Mamas views our children, the gifts that they are, and the time that we have with them.
“Oh it’s always this crazy”. He laughed a little before replying, “I thought my day was crazy. I wouldn’t trade it for your kind of crazy!”
And that’s where he was sorely mistaken.
“Oh it’s always this crazy”. He laughed a little before replying, “I thought my day was crazy. I wouldn’t trade it for your kind of crazy!”
And that’s where he was sorely mistaken.
“But Mama…” And this is when his voice cracks and his bottom lip begins to quiver. “I don’t want to die.”
No matter the circumstance or context, when for the first time words of their own death pass from the lips of your child, your own heart stops beating for a moment or two.
When a giant millipede tramples all over your hope for an enchanting morning, follow this simple rule that has led our family to grand discoveries and adventures…
Raising kids stirs something deep in our souls — an innate knowing that our time is finite. Taking my kids outside in creation, I’m discovering how to stretch our time and pack it to the brim with meaning. God’s creativity provides the riches of resources for teaching the next generation who He is and how He loves us. Join our adventure and discover inspiration and resources for refusing rush, creating habits of rest, living intentionally, and making the most of this beautiful life!