A man with leprosy came and knelt before him and said, "Lord, if you are willing, you can make me clean." Matthew 8:2 Taking my kids shopping requires patience, organization, and the ability to say no in ten different languages. "Mom, we're out of fruit snacks, can we get some? And what about cereal?… Continue reading A lesson in prayer – what we can learn from the leper
"Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about you." 1 Peter 5:7 Does God care about whether or not I get my kids to soccer practice on time? Does He care about my to-do list and what is left unchecked at the end of the day? Does it matter to Him… Continue reading A big God who cares about the little things.
Watching the news coverage of the destruction caused by Hurricane Harvey and the horrible flooding in Houston, my tears threaten to start their own flood. It’s just awful. I have family in the Houston area and saw pictures from my aunt’s home where water is filling the streets. They all know that I’m praying for… Continue reading Wish I could do more – praying for others through trials
It’s March Madness - one of my favorite times of the year. After last weekend, Alayna saw more basketball than she could handle, but I loved it. I love the anticipation, the Cinderella teams, the buzzer beaters, the stories discovered, pretty much everything about this time of year. Camden is our basketball boy, and it… Continue reading March Madness – developing true faith in God’s power
Earlier this week, I was putting my eight year old, Alayna, to bed, and it was her turn to pray. Among other things, she prayed, “Please help me with my attitude and all that stuff.” I seriously considered interrupting her prayer to teach a mini-lesson about word choice. I mean, stuff, really? That is about… Continue reading And all that stuff – praying when you don’t have the words
At the end of maternity leave when Camden first started going to the babysitter’s house, I thought it would help the transition if he had something to take with him from home, so we bought him a blanky. Before we knew it, he was attached, well, maybe addicted is a better word. We even bought… Continue reading Blankies and Bears – turning to God as our comfort