My youngest daughter ran down the stairs towards the advent tree hanging under our fireplace. She moved the little candy cane to December 20th with a little cheer, “Only five days til’ Christmas, Mama!” “I know, sweet girl. Can you believe it?!” For our family and...
After becoming a mother, I became more interested and aware of the role of Mary in the Incarnation and birth narrative of Christ. As my pastor preached about last Sunday, Mary was an incredible example of humility and surrender to the will of God. When...
Reclaiming Our Peace “I just want to be peaceful, Mama.” Me too, baby, me too. “I just want to be peaceful” is Penny speak for “I just need to curl up on the couch with you and read a book,” or “I need be alone in...
Where does Thanksgiving find you this year, friend? Perhaps you are bursting at the seams with joy, brimming over with praise to God for all He has done this year. On the other hand, maybe as you gather with others this year your table is...
I had only been a mom for about five seconds when I was clued in by some neighborhood moms about our local thrift store. I think my discovery went something like this: Me: "Oh I love that outfit on your baby! It's adorable!" Mom A: "Thanks! I...
Yelling is a choice. Yelling is a choice. This is my ongoing battle as a mother. I am impatient, I want my children to hurry up. I am (still) learning that being on time is never more important than speaking kindly. Homework // putting on shoes // fill in the...
I wish we could do what they do in Katroo. They sure know how to say “Happy Birthday to You!” In Katroo, every year, on the day you were born They start the day right in the bright early morn When the Birthday Honk-Honker hikes high up Mt. Zorn And...
My eight year old daughter came to me with tears in her eyes: "Momma, I have a headache." This was her third headache this week and by this point I was standing up and taking notice. In typical "Mom fashion," I began to ask her some...
My Dearest Grace Yael, The day you were born was unlike any other I have known. As you know, we weren't expecting you that day, since it was five weeks before you were due. I was on the metro coming home from work and asked the...
I am a member of a church that practices sacramental Confession. I wasn’t always. My family were Southern Baptists, and I was baptized, as a teenager, into the Reformed tradition, so I know all the theological objections to the idea of confessing one’s sins in the...