What a privilege we have as parents to share the precious Gospel with the very ones God has given us to shepherd. One of our greatest joys as parents comes when we can lead one of our own directly into the heart of Christ. In our own home, we have
There was a season and often still is, where finding quiet time feels next to impossible. As a homeschooling mom of three, there is never a shortage of noise as soon as their feet hit the floor. Somedays all I crave is a few moments to call my own, a
Being a mom is likely one of the hardest jobs we will ever have as women. The arms that are full and even the arms that are longing, mother’s are truly special. As a mom, I have learned that the most significant tools to make me a better mom have
It was just like any other Wednesday until the man on the radio said that Billy Graham had passed away. As a North Carolina girl, the name Billy Graham was one I heard from the time I was small to even know in my thirties. It is a name that
This year has not started out how I thought it would. I have strongly contemplated a do-over more than a few times, and quite honestly I was thrilled to see January go. The wind of a new month felt like fresh air as January was starting to suffocate me. Most
I was lonely, it was dark, and I was consumed with sin. I knew what I had been doing for the last few years was wrong but because my relationship with Jesus Christ was not strong, so when I was tempted I was weak. I allowed myself to be tempted.
My mother and I had sweet tender moments coupled with years of silence and forgotten wounds. One night she slipped quietly away and her 18-month battle with cancer was over. I was thirty-nine. The struggle of regret left me wondering what our late-blooming relationship could have been like with the
At the onset of check marks, sticker charts, and “atta-girls”, I was hooked. Something about receiving praise and accolades fanned a fire in me. I loved it–craved it. From an early age, I believed if I worked hard, behaved correctly, and followed the rules, I would earn the best place.
One of my favorite Christmas songs is “O Come O Come Emmanuel.” I love the unlikely heavy richness to the tune in contrast with some of the jingly music that comes over the radio during the holiday season. Last year I taught the song to our church ministry’s children for
Close your eyes. Think of one woman whose story has impacted your walk with Christ. One woman whose unabandoned worship in the darkest season of her life renewed your strength. Can you see her? Her face is crisp in your memory because what God transformed in her impacted you. I