Growing up, I’d get defensive when people assumed my mother won the celestial lottery.
“I wish I had your mom’s genetics so I didn’t gain weight.”
Even good genetics fail after birthing 11 kids. I saw her work out every single day.
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By the time I wanted to keep secrets and my scary thoughts from my dad, he had rebounded thousands of my shots and put me in hundreds of headlocks and half nelsons.
I knew I could trust him.
These days, I am relying on tickle fights and snuggle wars to build relational equity with...
I’m a woman of many words, but when it comes to you, they fail me.
I say, “servant-hearted” but it pales in light of the way you put the children and I first.
I say, “thoughtful” but it seems shallow, for the dozens of times each day I see little traces...
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...
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...
