Book Reviews, Books, Motherhood

On Learning To Parent Different Kids

We’re an anxious bunch here. Anxiety runs red through our veins and upon closer inspection of the family trees, it’s apparent, that it has for generations. Some of us walk around with our shoulders near-permanently affixed just beneath our ears because that’s one way anxiety grabs hold and doesn’t let go. We forget to breathe. We…

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Compassion, Dominican Republic

When Your Hands Are Empty

The day before I boarded the plane for the Dominican, I wandered around Target gathering a few last minute things–bug spray (Malaria!), Hand sanitizer, baby wipes, a few boxes of snacks for the trip. I purchased stickers and crayons for the kids at the Compassion center. I bought dish towels and a small set of…

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Motherhood

On Manna and Muffins

It’s been a day laden with tears and upsets. Hurt feeling and clumsy injuries abound, and for a moment in the chaos, I want to run. But I don’t. Of course I don’t do that. Instead I find myself giving out more hugs than a usual Tuesday morning, more strokes and scratches on small backs. I am…

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Five Minute Friday

Red

On friday’s, we write for five short minutes without editing and gussying the page. We spill what rises to the surface and share it, bravely with others, and we encourage. We give virtual high fives and hugs and pats on the back, sometimes, we gather in prayer too, for the broken stories, the wounded stories…

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Five Minute Friday

Broken

I see them in the garden, bits of broken fencing in their hands, dirt crusted up underneath their nails. They’re red-faced and sweaty, and oblivious to the late hour. Meanwhile, dinner rolls and boils on the stove. It’s time to shut this day down. I watch them quiet there in the kitchen, and it’s clear,…

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Hope For The Weary Mom

When You Forget That You Are The Best Mama

She pats me on the back while I’m hunched over my laptop. “You’re the best Mama, best mama”, she croons. Her sentiments are genuine but I feel myself physically bristle against her tender patting, and her sweet words of unexpected praise. It’s been a long week and I feel the full measure of my unworthiness–I…

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Five Minute Friday

Belong

Amid the piles and chaos, neck deep in chores unfinished and meals always needing to be made, it’s a temptation to believe that this is not where I belong. Not because I don’t love, but only because it overwhelms. It feels a thousand percent wrong to give voice to that low growl, to admit that…

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Book Reviews

Hunt For The Devil’s Dragon {A Book Review}

My kids are fans of the Adventures In Odyssey Imagination Station book series. We have enjoyed reading the first 11 books in the series, and this latest one, Hunt For The Devil’s Dragon did not disappoint. Hunt For The Devil’s Dragon begins in the middle of the action, as Beth and Patrick stumble into a city…

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