What Does Your Community Look Like?

You know what was never meant to be? Parenting alone. For real. We aren't cut out for it. Not even a little. I need you. And if you don't need me, that's fine, but chances are you need someone. Or you will soon. It's in the little things and the big things and it's really in ALL the things. My sister-in-law offers to help me shop for an upcoming trip and adds easily, "Let us know if you need any help with your kiddos." That's as it should be. I do the same back. What's not meant to be is...

Are You Living In the Ruins?

Where do you live? We live in a tiny 1960s farmhouse smack dab in the middle of our city. Weird, right? It works because I only ever wanted to be a teacher in a one room school house amid farmlands in some great state. The specifics didn't matter. Except it turns out I am allergic. To all of it. My state and any state where things grow in nature. All animals with fur or hair or saliva. And farms. I am allergic to farms and anything they would raise or grow or harvest. My problems run deep, but there isn't...

Mind the Gap!

At all times we are called to stand in the gap. Have you heard this saying? Are you doing it? Have I not commanded you to be strong and courageous? Joshua 1:9 I am absolutely not the only one who has stood before a friend and practically begged for prayer through a rough time. You know when you walk in church and the only thing you care about is that spot at the end when Pastor says, "come on up if you need prayer," or your warrior friend is talking to the new people and all you can think is,...

My Word For The Year

Do you guys do this thing, where you pick a word for the year? I've done it for the past several years. A lady I knew was reflecting on her previous year and the word that went along with it. Seemed to make sense, so I chose a word. This year I have chosen the word COURAGEOUS Worst mistake of my life. You know all that's happened since I prayed about my word? Since I innocently looked to God and said, "Hey, do you have a word for my year?" and he answered with, "Heck yes, man. You gotta be...

Are You Sure About Them Five Minutes?

Time out. A mamma's best friend and biggest nightmare, right? Half the time I don't know if I should put my kid in time out or put MYSELF in time out. On more and more occasions I lean toward sitting myself in the corner, no talking to anyone, just sitting and thinking about what I've done. This would probably be some of the best five minutes I spend in a day because thinking? What's that? Sitting down for no good reason? Never heard of it. As moms we don't really function in thought. We are more like ninja cats, always...

Dear Men, I Need You: Will You Say Yes?

Our day to day was never meant to go forth with so few men leading the charge. This is not a sexist post. Nor is it a man bashing or feminist post. This is simply me saying, "I can't raise my kids without solid men around my children." I need men willing to pour into my world changers. My husband, my brothers, our youth leader, men we work with: these are some of the guys my kids look to as they make decisions, but we need more. My teenagers spend about 40 hours a week at school not counting when...

Don’t Be Carl

Have you ever been called to something straight scary? Maybe you heard from God, and you jumped, and now some time has passed and you find yourself still as a statue. Full of doubt? Maybe he said something like, "start this ministry" or "go to this country." Maybe he went super crazy and he said, "start this business," or "become a pastor" or my personal favorite deranged message, "write this book." I've seen done it all. I've taken steps. I asked for the accountability. I asked for prayers and even had people I hardly know approach me and say they...

I Wish I Had a Morning After Pill

Ever argue with your kids? Ever get really angry over something they've done? Of course you work through it in some way. You have to, but it isn't always easy. I wish there was a magic pill to reset everything to right. But that's really my pride talking. Kids are kids. They just are. Even when they are our grown up kids, they expect us to be even more grown up. So offering the silent treatment or pretending yesterday's offenses didn't happen don't help at all. They don't learn how to properly put a problem to rest. They certainly don't...

You Are An Amaryllis, You Just Don’t Know it Yet

Do you know what God calls you? Not good enough. Strong enough pretty enough tall enough short enough smart enough skinny enough? No. Not my Jesus. We know better. But if we know better then why do we so often get stuck so deeply when we hear these? Why do our shoulders stand with the slump of disbelief? If you are living and breathing you have probably heard at least one of these told of you in your lifetime. And if you are a woman, there's a good chance you are still carrying that bit of baggage like a dead...

My Grasp Is Just Too Small

As brand new parents, we have these dreamy ideals of what life will be like when we bring our children home for the first time. They are always sweet and happy and snuggling. They play and make funny faces when you feed them a lemon, and if they HAVE to be crying it's as a result of something small. We just look on with amusing smirks, right? Well that all goes out the window pretty quickly. Couple hours in maybe? When all we want is ten minutes of sleep in a row where something isn't leaking or crying or rustling...

Pants Are For Jerks

let's just get something straight. I feel pants are a sham put out by big fashion conglomerates to make us spend money. Leg prisons, that what pants are. Ok, I don't really feel like this, but I wouldn't say no to a shirt that reads, "no mas pantalones."** Any screen printing companies reading this know what to get me for the New Year. What I really mean to say is boy do I love down time. I am a multi-tasking while watching and quoting movies vegamatic. I've made that up, but it totally defines me. Are you this person? Where...

Repercussions Can Be Dicey

I will never be accused of knowing the grand scheme of things. I regularly jump into a situation, full steam ahead running (sort of like Phoebe from FRIENDS). And part way through my adventure, I begin to experience repercussions. And let's be real. I either think about quitting or I actually do. Fear takes over. I begin to have this inner dialog and every sentence begins with the same ridiculous stem. What if... I fail? I get hurt? I lose? the risk doesn't pay out? I look foolish? I am wrong? I hurt someone else? this takes off, and I...

You’re Nothing But a Millennial

Our next generation is taking a lot of flack about. Well. Name it. Their attitudes, work ethic, choices in. Well. Name it! But, did they just wake up that way? Did they just stumble upon that? Are we so naive and arrogant as to credit our own generation with our good habits and ideas on working and solid choices and sit back and pretend we have nothing to do with these kids? Can I tell you something? Our families are dying. The cell of the family has been beaten to a pulp so it is almost unrecognizable. And when it...

What Are You Doing With The Waiting?

What if we started living like the most important part was in the waiting? Because it is, you know? It's in the waiting. All of it. The growing and clipping. The pruning and even the standing tall. What are you doing with it? The waiting. Are you freaking out? Standing like a spastic with your mouth agape? Just me? Good to know. Maybe you are really like me and when you get tired of waiting (12 seconds in) you start talking to everyone in sight trying to hash it out. You get to a point where you have hashed it...

The Apps That Bring The Sanity: Working Mom Survival

I work just like 68 jobs. Ok. That's a farce, but sometimes I feel like I do. Anytime you have to work outside of the home on top of your already full-time Momming job, you are gonna be tired. You are going to need some support. When a mom takes a job outside of the home, she doesn't suddenly become a part time mom. Actually she becomes certifiable. So here are a few apps I've got on the ready to make me handle this Olympic level of multitasking just a little more smoothly. With panache even.  #whensthelasttimeyouheardthatword #maybethelasttimeyouheardthewordslacks #orworethongs #onyourfeet...