and daycare mama to ten more little ones.
My days are busy, my arms are full,
and my heart rejoices in Jesus.
God is good all the time
No one ever told me it would be this hard. Being a mother, I mean. No, the hardest thing wasn't the labor and delivery. (Although that wasn't exactly a walk in the park.) Or the seemingly endless nights of little sleep and crazy days of chasing toddlers. Or the...
It’s okay to ask why
It's been a rough couple of months for many of my readers. We've prayed for babies as they go under the surgeon's knife, dread cutting into the hearts of mothers and fathers as they leave their precious children in operating rooms. We've prayed for friends as...
Justice will prevail
It started innocently enough. Warm spring sunshine filtered through the newly-unfurled leaves in my daycare backyard. Children unleashed their pent-up energy, zigzagging across the grass. Two of my little girls played on the swings in the playground. Back and forth,...
You are enough
I remember it well, though it's been almost four years since I taught at a small Christian school in Australia. That day my class of kindergarten students had been...shall we say...unruly. They were much more interested in playing, running around, dropping their...
