No one sees. No one knows. But I do. Jun 20, 2021

I’m the only one that sees him get four children dressed for church each Sunday so I can have extra time to get ready. Clean dirty diapers without mentioning it. Buckle them all in their car seats so I don’t have to.

I’m the only one who knows he thanks me for dinner when...

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She Gave Me Hope May 16, 2021

I worried I wouldn’t like being a mother.

All I heard and saw of motherhood was chaos and survival, pain and loss, no sleep, no sex, and the end of good times.

Except for Mommy.

She gave me hope.

Hope that motherhood could be rich with joy. Hope that I could still have a romantic marriage. Hope...

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Joyful Mother of Children May 06, 2021

I was created to be the joyful Mother of children. (Psalm 113:9) Not the anxious mother. Not the frazzled mother. Not the overwhelmed mother . . . the JOYFUL mother.

I was created to be a mother that doesn’t just feel happy when things are going right, but has a deep supernatural joy when...

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Giving Up a Second-Rate Dream Apr 13, 2021

Sometimes we have to give up a second-rate dream to raise a first-rate family.

It’s tempting to think we could run faster and farther by by ourselves. But when did faster and farther become the goal?

Each step I take with my children is infused with sweet richness. Each step is one of...

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But How Often Do I Follow? Apr 13, 2021

He gently leads those that are with young . . . but how often do I follow?

How often do I lay in bed listening to the Accuser tell me I haven’t done enough? Instead of reminding myself I don’t have to “do” because He has already done?

He gently leads those that are with...

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Bringing Me Home Apr 13, 2021

For months I’ve felt myself cracking.

My body. My mind. My emotions.

I thought I knew who I was—what I wanted to be. But it all became so fuzzy, so hopeless.

Each morning, I’d get up, tie the pieces together, and keep blindly charging into the fog. Praying for a light at the end...

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Raising Sons Mar 09, 2021

Realize that from day one, he’s wired to be self-reliant. Don’t change that. – Harrison

My son turned four this month, and already he has me catching my breath as I watch him jump off high objects, flip on the trampoline, and show me what he whittled with his pocket knife.

He...

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My Child is Not a Statistic Mar 01, 2021

My child is not a statistic. They are not a growth chart. They are not a series of boxes I check that guarantee a happy healthy adult.

Yet we live in a standardized world that attempts to eliminate the influence of a parent’s intuition—where anyone can look at a graph and believe they...

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No one sees. No one knows. But I Do. Feb 15, 2021

At first I was upset at her, but then I was upset at myself.

She assumed these things about my husband because I was silent.

No one sees. No one knows.

But I do.

So I’m saying it.

I stopped writing much about him because it felt unrelateable.

But if I don’t speak who will?

I’m...

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Today Love is Two Pull-ups at Bedtime Feb 14, 2021

Today love is two pull-ups and two diapers at bedtime. Love is late nights and early mornings. Love is taking it one day at a time. Love is crying for no reason and being held. Love is holding hands in the dark without words, just thoughts.

Some days love is a romantic dinner. Love is a weekend...

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I Am an Authority in my Child’s Life, Not a Resource Jan 11, 2021

It is so subtle, I hardly notice I’m being led to believe mothers are inadequate to make decisions for our children’s lives.

We are taught a doctor is the authority on our child’s health. A teacher is the authority on our child’s education. A pastor is the authority on our...

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My Word For 2021: Miss Out Jan 05, 2021

My word for this year, is “miss out.”

Not, “no.” Not, “say yes to the best.” Because I’ve done those things.

Every week I say no to opportunities, obligations, events, requests.

But it’s not enough.

The last three months I have been living my dream...

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