As I soaked in the moment, I realized there was even more to gain from this. I was meeting my daughter for what felt like the first time.
Far too many times I have shut them out of this beautiful work. But I want so badly for them to see it, this vision. To feel the excitement, and sense the eternal reward.
Never would I have imagined as I held my first baby such fearful responsibility would become my sustenance. Nor was I prepared when such love vied for first love.
I could not have known where that little piece of paper would end up. But then his email landed in my inbox.
I could not have known where that little piece of paper would end up. But then his email landed in my inbox.
I have to strongly fight myself from flinging headfirst into proving to whomever and to myself that I am a good mother. Far too often, I have to pick myself up and remember who and what defines me…and it’s not other people.
I wanted a distraction from the slow drudge of my everyday. Big memories are easier to get excited about than slow faithfulness. But Isn’t a life full of quiet faithfulness also worth remembering?
Our children thrive in a world full of people and things they can touch, taste, see, hear and smell. With only 936 weeks between birth and eighteen, how can we redeem those weeks from too much screen time?
As a young mother, anxiety began to overtake my life. I was fearful because I realized that I couldn’t possibly stay in control of their lives. Have you felt that way?
After serving as a foster mom in India for a year, this single woman bid farewell to her beloved foster children. But for an eight-year-old boy, it would only be a “See you later”. I interviewed Sarah about their incredible story.
After serving as a foster mom in India for a year, this single woman bid farewell to her beloved foster children. But for an eight-year-old boy, it would only be a “See you later”. I interviewed Sarah about their incredible story.
This was certainly not what I expected. This was reality and it didn’t fit my lifelong dream of being a wife and mom and staying home with my babies.
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!