Nothing threatens to drown my heart like worry. If allowed, it will consume every thought and spawn illogical fear. When thinking about verses of scripture on which to focus when my heart is drowning in worry, several immediately come to mind: Do not be anxious about anything (Philippians 4:6), who can add one hour to… Continue reading When the waters of worry threaten to drown you, cling to these Bible verses.
My home is a madhouse in the mornings. I get up at 5:30 to get all of the “me” stuff taken care of before the rest of the house comes to life. By 6:30, things are still relatively calm as the kids are just jumping, crawling, or being drug out of bed depending on the… Continue reading Spilled Salsa – trusting God and giving up control
Somewhere along my journey of learning to be a teacher, I read an article (or several) about the negative effects of using a red pen to make comments and corrections on a student’s paper. I’m sure there was research and some psychologist’s opinion supporting this idea, and I did try to use varied colors of… Continue reading The Dreaded Red Pen – submitting to God’s will
Though Kyle was a senior and didn't get regular playing time, he was a valuable member of his high school baseball team. I watched him during warm-ups and in the dugout during the two regional games when he didn't play at all. He wasn't scowling at the coaches or sulking on the bench. He was… Continue reading A Big Hit – trusting God to use you where you are
Throughout the day, I get countless urgent requests: I need help going to the bathroom, get me a snack, sign my planner, get me that toy, I need this washed, can you help me... the list goes on and on. These requests often come at a time when I am already trying to do ten… Continue reading Just a minute – trusting in God’s timing
I don't know that I've ever observed or been part of a miracle (other than the birth of my children). That is until the week of Christmas. Let me start from the beginning. On my way home from a successful Walmart trip with Kemper and Jayla, I drove by a field so full of white… Continue reading A Christmas Miracle – a story of God’s control
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained… Continue reading When she grows up – giving God our future