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Upward Trend
Maybe you’ve started putting it together by now, but I am anything but a polished, smooth sailing, always joyful, peaceful hearted woman. My little tiny spark for our Lord, that was planted by the seeds of faith my family sowed, has turned into a roaring fire ablaze for Him. Yet, somehow even ten years after my deeper conversion into the faith I already had, I still don’t come close to the woman I desire and am called to be. I do ALL THE THINGS… I read all the books…. I listen to all the podcasts… I attend Mass weekly… I frequent the confessional box… I run a Bible study at…
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Big Girls Do Cry
I listen to her ceaseless tears and I watch her cry, twist and yank the heavy covers over her dark, shiny and tossed hair. She aches for the children she doesn’t nourish with her motherly milk, the babies she never wraps up tightly in a swaddling cloth, and the hearts she doesn’t get a chance to encourage, comfort and help mold. She mourns. She weeps. She laments. Everyone understands it when the tragedy first lays down it’s heavy wooden cross; another pregnancy lost, another heartbeat stopped. The people come rushing in with flowers, meals and downward turned faces that quietly reveal their sympathetic souls. But as the days, the weeks…
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The Holes of my “No’s”
“Mommy, will you play with me?” “Can you please snuggle longer?” “Momma, watch what I can do!” So sweet and cute are these repeated requests from the little mouths of the ones I get to call mine (though to be honest, they are only on loan to me from God). So why do these words often feel painful, burdensome, and dare I say annoying? Even writing this I am baffled with how ridiculous it is that such tender, loved filled words would be anything but delightful to my ears. I knew that when I chose to stay home and homeschool I wouldn’t have a 3 minute bathroom break uninterrupted for…
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Grow Like a Tree
Okay, before you panic after reading the title, you have got to hear me out on this one. Although I do love the outdoors and exploring with my kids, please don’t stress – this is not some fluffy advice on “Being one with the trees.” Don’t worry, I’m not asking you to abandon or forget your God given human dignity and worth! This all started when I was on my usual morning run weeks back. All seemed right and well that particular day (at least for those 36 minutes I was running), yet I felt restless. As I was turning a bend on a quiet crisp morning, suddenly something so…
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Out of Control Freedom
“Relinquish your control to me and I will set you free.” It’s a message He has placed deep in my heart for weeks, months and years. My tightly wound, I-could-do-it-better, Type A personality just doesn’t know how to let go of control. My mind curtails from controlling one thing to the next. Napkins should be folded as triangles not rectangles for dinner. You shouldn’t wear that sweater, it doesn’t match. Did you ask to eat that apple? No you can’t use my washer and dryer because I still have clothes strategically hiding in there that I have yet to address. I find myself trying to thrust control onto the adorable…
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Two Simple Words I’ve Always Overlooked
You’ve probably all heard it, reflected on it, or maybe have simply seen it written in black script letters on a cute little shiplap sign on the clearance rack in the back of your local HomeGoods store. “Be still and know that I am God” Psalms 46:10. My whole life I’ve heard these words and seen them written– “Be still and KNOW THAT I AM GOD” –as a reminder to know that God was, is and always will be. It felt like a more explicit version of Exodus 3:14 where Moses asked God for whom he should tell the Israelites that he was and God righteously and boldly answered “ I am”…
