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Old Man’s Rubble
Do you ever have a song from your childhood just echoing in your head? I had an old Imperials’ (lyrics here) song that came to mind today. I’m not completely sure I can explain why, but I feel like God put it on my heart. Reviewing the lyrics, thinking about the Biblical truths that surround them, felt like answers to some prayers I had for some dear friends of mine that I was preparing to fellowship with this evening. Take a moment, picture your heart as a home. What does it look like as a home for Jesus? Is it dark, dirty, cobwebs in the corners? When I close my…
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Mother’s Day 2014
As a blogger, it can be hard to write about holidays or events on demand. I’ve spent all week trying to approach writing about Mother’s Day. My entire blog is about being a Christian mother, and I covered a lot about becoming a mother in an earlier post, Seriously Harvard? that dealt with Samuel 1, Hannah’s story. Plus, many of my friends are struggling this year with having lost a mother or a child, or never having been a mother in the traditional sense. I understand that pain. Being barren myself, Mother’s Day has been hard for me for a long time. I’ve never even gotten to experience the tiniest…
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Don’t Make Your Brown Eyes Blue
Before we adopted her, I had imagined our daughter in my mind. I’m sure biological parents do this as well. I had no idea what she would look like, but I hoped for my blonde hair, the light blue eyes my husband and I share. I knew she could be another ethnicity or look as different from me as night from day, but I had hoped I’d see myself in her face. Before her, the greatest love I’d ever known were for my tiny niece and nephew in whose faces at only a few weeks, I could see our family traipse across every expression. I didn’t know how it would…
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Imagine your tiny tyrant – a Godly wife
How do I raise a Godly wife if I’m still learning how to be one? I originally wrote this post two years ago, I’m both encouraged by how far I’ve come and humbled by how far I still have to go. This morning I was reviewing the book I’m reading (The Excellent Wife by Martha Peace). The author discusses how she was a spoiled-rotten only child when she first got married. Her selfishness and lack of self-control were destroying her marriage. I read this and for the first time really realized that my daughter is not only going to grow up to become an adult, woman, mother, but also probably…
