I am so loud. I yell more often than I would like to admit. I yell to get my toddlers to get their act together. I yell to get my point across in a disagreement with my husband. I'm a yeller. Better yet I am a recovering yeller. Maybe you can relate? Maybe you have… Continue reading Still, Small Voice
There is really NOTHING I hate more than someone telling me to do something when they CLEARLY are not even doing that thing. It's so easy to fall into this trap of do what I say and not what I do, but that is BOLOGNA. And nobody even likes bologna okay. Be a person that… Continue reading Practice What You Preach
Words. The Bible says that the tongue is a small thing but it can bring life or death. Isn't that powerful? I've always loved words. I love to speak them and to hear them. I love to hear people's stories & struggles. I love how I feel after leaving an encouraging conversation with someone I… Continue reading 10 Affirmations to the Burned Out Mama
Today I completed day 40 of a Beachbody program called 80 day obsession. If you haven't been following my journey, I'm going into my third month with the company and my second program. I posted a picture of me with my kids the other day and the comment I love to HATE came flying my… Continue reading You’re So Skinny
It's a cold, icy February morning here. So cold and icy we had to turn our car around and head back home after a failed attempt to head to Mom's group. So instead we're here watching Cars, and I'm drinking hot coffee from a Santa mug. I'm just looking at my children as I often… Continue reading Two Paths to Discipline
My Dearest Third Child, Yesterday was Saturday. I'm currently 21 weeks pregnant with you. As I curled up next to your daddy, before all the morning scramble began, you graciously let him feel one of those precious kicks that I've been feeling for a while now. He was so excited. We talk about… Continue reading A Letter for My Third Baby
I'm discovering that I hate media. Seriously can I just parouse Facebook without reading about how so and so went on a family vacation and their 3 year old drowned while they were eating a brownie? Or can I watch the news without hearing about how Sharon at the ABC daycare left a baby on… Continue reading Anxious Mama
Have you ever been listening to a song and all of a sudden its lyrics hit you like a pile of bricks? That's what happened to me last night. Earlier that day I was just scrolling through Facebook, and I was so heavy by all the struggles on my timeline. People left and right sharing… Continue reading Note of Encouragment
This year definitely has come with a theme since the tire ordeal. Trusting the Lord. I am to trust the Lord when I have four flat tires. I am to trust the Lord when the insurance lady at the doctor's office tells me how much we have to pay to give birth. I am to trust the Lord when the doctor says my cervix is measuring short, and I may have to get stitches or risk delivering Cypress way too soon. I am to trust the Lord when He tells me to drop all my classes except one. I am to trust the Lord when we have sixteen dollars left in our account until our next pay check because we've been convicted to give sacrificially but our refrigerator is empty. I am to trust the Lord when He promises me that I can pray and ask for mercy for my lost loved ones in His name and surely He will answer. I am to trust Him when nothing is going as planned, and I am to stand on His promises. I am to trust the Lord when He confirms my purpose is to serve and be a stay at home wife.
So I've always wondered if God is almighty and all powerful then why did he have to die to save us? The God who spoke the universe into existence and created a man from dust and His breath had to die for us.... It's puzzling to me, but as I read a devotion a few… Continue reading Why’d He Have to Die?