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“Home is where the heart is.” This well-known quote reminds each of us that wherever we are in the world... Read More

My 17 year old and I were on our way to his very first college visit. This college in particular was a Christian school... Read More

  As summer approaches and warmth fills the air, I find myself reflecting on the journey of motherhood. Read More...

Slow down…listen…take your time…pay attention…be careful. These are all sayings we tell our children on a daily basis... Read More..

“One who is faithful in a very little is also faithful in much, and one who is dishonest in a very little is also dishonest in much.”...

Before I graduated from High School, God redirected my path from college to full time ministry. Read More...

Have you ever made up a worst-case scenario in your mind? As moms, we do this all the time with our kids, right? Read More...

I remember when I first found out that I was pregnant. My husband and I were ecstatic and immediately called our parents...

I brought the holiday season in by preparing to birth my second child. This labor and delivery was very different from the first one...

The seasonal changes and transition from summer to fall reminds me of the many seasons and transitions of motherhood...READ MORE

Have you ever found yourself in a season of life that you thought might never end?

I'm a complete mess! Do you ever have those days? My house is a mess! My work life is a mess! My car is a mess! My family is a mess...

Whether it’s broken promises, harsh words, or loss, our lives have all been touched by some pain that can make it hard to trust.

I looked up from my phone just as my youngest daughter stomped her foot in a huff and said “MOM! I have been trying to talk to you!"

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I find myself relating to my kids in more ways than not. I too, as a woman in my thirties, feel the need to prove my independence.

Once, as I was driving with my family to a new state and home, we passed through the Rocky Mountains, and an overwhelming fear overcame me.

I made my way into the kitchen, optimistic about the peaceful time I was about to enjoy until I heard a sound I didn’t expect to hear…

All I could hear was loud screeching with the smell of burnt rubber as I pushed the vacuum one more time. Not again, I told myself...

I had finally weaved through the huge crowd, and bent low to talk to my daughter about pulling away. I was horrified. It was not my child...