For us, this is a time of weakness. Yet over and over again, God reminds me that it's good to be in need.
“The Great I AM is not frustrated by our frailties or impatient with our humanity. Instead, he willingly takes the place of a shepherd to lead with us through our earthly journey.”
There’s nothing like a worldwide pandemic to reveal how my soul’s peace is tangled up in predictable circumstances and a sense of being in control.
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Have you ever been so tired you wished you’d come down with a bug, just so you’d have an excuse to stay in bed?
By Meredith Mills Friday nights are a favorite around our house. After running full speed all week, each family member looks forward to an evening of doing nothing. Well, not really nothing. We do have plans, but they’re fun plans, plans to stop everything and enjoy just being together. Most of the time, this means… Continue reading What’s the Purpose of Your Face?
How many grace-filled blessings are hiding in the middle of my everyday struggles?
Sometimes I just can’t control my tongue. It was not a good day. For whatever reason, we were just off. I was irritable and impatient. I found myself correcting every little infraction, every childish noise. The more I corrected, the more frustrated I became. And the more my kids acted up. After snapping at one of my children, I… Continue reading Taming the Tongue
“I’m writing a note to God,” my preschooler announces proudly. She thoughtfully scribbles her message on a 3×5 card, then opens the hinged lid of our ”Blessing Box” and adds her note to the jumbled mess of index cards. It looks disorderly, even confusing, but to me it’s a beautiful mess. Each of those mismatched… Continue reading The Blessing Box: Cultivating Gratefulness All Year Long
What happened to my joy? The question tugged at the corners of my soul as I trudged through each day. A dark cloud hovered over every waking moment. And sleep? That was a struggle, too. I had one bed-wetter and another child with night-terrors, so the sleep I did get was often fragmented and restless. How I… Continue reading When Depression Moves In