As I have browsed online articles, and scrolled through my Facebook news-feed over the past few days, I couldn’t help but notice an overwhelming sense of fear, anxiety, frustration, anger and in some cases, hopelessness, reflected back at me. Tensions are high right now.
Transitions are hard. It’s especially hard, if you aren’t a fan of the changes unfolding around you.
As I was thinking about this, a scripture popped into my mind. John 14:27 says, “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” Continue reading
It’s July in Minnesota. We are not quite half-way through our summer break, and if I’m completely honest… I have been STRUGGLING! I’ve been struggling with my patience, struggling with my temper, and struggling with this whole parenting thing.
I have three kiddos and I love them to pieces. They are truly a blessing in my life. You know that saying, “children are a gift from above?” It’s true!
But let’s be real. My kids don’t always behave in a manner that conjures up warm, fuzzy, “I’m feeling so blessed right now” emotions. Continue reading
LORD, build a dream inside my heart. Let it be YOUR DREAM and not my own.
LORD, whisper YOUR PLANS into my mind. I want to hear your voice, above all the other voices that clamor for my attention.
LORD, put a desire within my soul to SEEK YOU FIRST. I know that you are the only one who can satisfy.
LORD, start a revolution in my home. A revolution that says WE BELONG TO THE KING! We are His and He is ours. And we WILL NOT BOW to any other name or any other throne.
LORD, put a passion on my lips. A passion to SPEAK THE TRUTH about who you are and the great things that you have done!
LORD, direct my steps. I want to GO WHEREVER YOU CALL me to go.
LORD, open my eyes. Let me see the ways that you are at work all around. Show me how I CAN PARTICIPATE in those good works.
LORD, build a dream inside my heart. Let it be your dream.
Oh that I could be part of building YOUR KINGDOM…
YOUR WILL be done.
On earth as it is in heaven.
My four-year-old son was silently struggling for his life near the edge of a swimming pool filled with people, and no one knew it… including me.
It happened so quickly.
I had just taken my little guy’s life jacket off so he could run into the house and go to the bathroom.
The pool party we were attending was starting to wind down and my mind was preoccupied with our after party plans. I wanted to call my husband to confirm our dinner arrangements. Just then, my son tugged at my arm. Continue reading
It’s been awhile since I’ve written anything. Truth be told, I just haven’t had the time or energy or desire to write. My eight month old daughter isn’t a great sleeper, which means lately I haven’t been either. My middle son is an early riser. I am NOT a morning person. Between volunteering obligations, juggling my oldest son’s school and extra-curricular schedule, battling what has felt like a never-ending round of colds, and just muddling through the mundane every-day tasks of keeping a house and family together, there hasn’t been room for much of anything except the necessities. Continue reading