When my third daughter, Bailey, was a year and a half old, I left her home with my husband so I could take our two older daughters to Disneyland with my mom. After we had been in the park all day, I called home to check in and see how
Keep Calm and God On
It was around the last week of July, when I heard someone say, “I can’t believe it’s going to be August!” Summer 2017 is no longer at a crawl but seemingly speeding to its end. I began to internalize the coming month and felt a slight panic because of all
Future Reformed Night Owl Here…
I’ve never been a morning person. My mom was, and she would wake me up for school by bursting into my room, throwing open the blinds and singing, “Wake up, wake up, you sleepyhead! Get up, get up, get out of bed!” Most mornings I would literally choke on my
Sand Meatballs and Cussing Beach Babes
I heard the lady curse as she reached the bathroom door. “F*@#!,” she said. She had only just realized, as I had a brief moment before, that the public beach bathroom was now closed for a quick cleaning and that she would have to wait. I was standing nearby in
HerRoar Reads
As a mom, I am constantly reading everything I can to grow and gain greater insight unto this responsibility that I have been privileged with! I came across this blog post from Kris Vallotton about five things we need to teach our children. I hope it blesses you… 1. Teach
# tbt Speak Life
I have nothing profound or spiritual to say this month. I have spent the last few weeks trying to think of the perfect posts to write. Pouring over sermons stored up in my heart seemed like a good idea until I just couldn’t get those thoughts onto my screen. I
Wake Up
I was laying in bed the other night, trying desperately to sleep, thinking and thinking. All of a sudden I was taken to a place I hate to go. I imagined what it would be like if I was gone and my husband and children were left without me. My
The Moment I Really, Really Knew God was Real
When I was a kid I loved to play in the dirt with no shoes and climb trees. I was wild and I liked it! I smelled like warm dirt and would use rocks, sticks and bushes to create my own world in the empty lots next to our house.
Losing Sucks!
Losing sucks! Losing your keys, losing a friend, losing an election — all of these things happened to my thirteen-year-old daughter during her first two weeks of eighth grade. This was not supposed to be how her final year of middle school started. Losing the house key might not have
When a Father Says “YES”
As a parent, do you ever feel like a “no” machine? As much as I thought that would never by my parenting style, I find I say “no” a lot more than I’d like. I am not talking about the moments when a “no” is important, I am referring to
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