If I didn’t feel exhausted, how could I understand His rest?
If I didn’t feel like a failure, how could I revel in His success?
It’s the hard times, that make His yoke seem easy.
It’s the long days, that make me cling to His grace.
It’s a...
It’s the little things.
It’s hide n’ go seek after dinner, instead of trying to survive the noise.
It’s a read-aloud-snuggle-me-book, instead of a pacify-the-whining-show.
It’s a quick wink instead of a furrowed brow.
It’s building...
I’m a father that cares, but a father that scares, when I think of my kids and this world that they’re in.
It’s dangerous.
Everyone so aimless.
The message they hear from their teachers and peers, is riddled with lies.
Powered by fears.
It’s...
Far too often we roll our eyes at the cliches and platitudes spoken on the topic of planning and scheduling. However, Katie and I have found that when we fail to plan, we plan to fail . . . and if we don't prioritize our life, someone else will . . .and if we are aiming at nothing,...
My current pride and joy sits high in a dark closet. It's biter-sweet situation because when I only get to use it when someone gets hurt. Sometimes after the kiddos go to bed, I just stare at the organization in all its glory.
But today, I get to pull out my beautiful, giant,...
It's 5 am, but I'm up bright and early to give you ALL the links for these Go Bags . . . Bug Out Bags . . . Survival Bags. I LOVE a good system, and this one is a compilation of 30 YouTube videos and thinking of our family's particular location and hazards.
So, Why Would you...
When I shared my food storage pantry on instagram, you all had a lot of questions about it, so I figured I would share exactly what I did here.
If you have any more questions, feel free to ask down below in the comments! I lived a mile away from Azure Standard in high school (in an adorable...
Before abortion, there was child sacrifice.
Before “domestic violence” had a title, there was abuse.
Before online sex trafficking, there were child brothels.
Before pornography, there was adultery and lust.
Before horrific entertainment, there was the Roman colosseum.
Before...
But how do we raise our children now? On a planet broken, angry, divided.
The same way we have always done in a world opposed to God.
The same way Samuel’s mother gave her long-desired baby to God, though it broke her heart to let him go.
The same way Moses’s...
Whenever I wonder, “is it worth it?”
Whenever I think, “being a mother is hard.” Whenever I worry, “can I give each child enough love?”
I think of my sisters.
My best friends. My peer pressure. My workout partners.
I think of years of sleepovers. The shoulders to...
But how do we raise our children now? On a planet broken, angry, divided.
The same way we have always done in a world opposed to God.
The same way Samuel’s mother gave her long-desired baby to God, though it broke her heart to let him go.
The same way Moses’s mother hid him in the...
Ten younger siblings were always in my space.
We rubbed shoulders all day in our one room schoolhouse called “home.”
Played sports together. Sang together. Ate every meal together. Shared bedrooms together.
This created conflict.
But where there is conflict, there is room for resolution.
...
