“I get to see a real person?” I’d just gotten off the phone with my friend and the kids’ beloved babysitter. She’d called to say she was on her way over to pick something up. Our seven-year-old daughter heard my side of the conversation and couldn’t contain her excitement over seeing an actual person somewhere other… Continue reading Let’s Do It Together
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.”
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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?
My son loves building with Legos. His room looks like a Lego museum – and often like a construction zone, with tiny bricks strewn all over the floor, just waiting for an unsuspecting parent to walk in and step on them. At the end of this school year, he completed a report on our home… Continue reading Building Our Homes Like a Lego Master
It's funny what kids remember. "Mama, remember the time when we sat next to the elevator and ate a cookie?" My son smiled as he repeated the story. He must have been four or five when we took that afternoon outing to the mall. We started out at the play place, then headed to the… Continue reading Lessons from a People Mover
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