When Faith Falls Down

DSC_0528It falls down a hundred times a day. This picture and these words of scripture. It seems it hangs too closely to my front door. Or maybe not? Because isn’t it always God’s word that we need right in our faces before we walk out the door?

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Standing still … and dancing

DSC_0267I was a senior in college the first time I realized that standing still was not my gift. And recently as the frantic pace of this summer has caught up with me, the memory of this long ago lesson painted itself into my mind. Read More

Everything I need to know I learned at Vacation Bible School

IMG_0962My first memories of Vacation Bible School have to do with juice and goldfish. The juice that came in a metal can and had to be opened with something my mom referred to as a “church key”? Read More

What to do with our kids’ questions this week

DSC_0340The world seems to be breaking right apart this week. It is horrifying and overwhelming. And when my 11 year old son sits down to breakfast, his frozen waffles smeared with peanut butter, he scans over the front page of the newspaper; stories of death and devastation making their way right into our kitchen, and he fires off this question, “Why, mom? Why does God let these awful things happen?” I nearly stop breathing.

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Do you know how to turn this thing around?

DSC_0278They waited all week for that kayak. The one we had promised to rent while on vacation. The one that, yes, they would be allowed to take out by themselves. Their dad said that, not me. I get seasick just looking at the waves for too long; so this was his gig. Finally, the boat was delivered and carried to the beach. The little one’s life vest was buckled tight and everyone told where to hold on.

“And if anyone falls out, you help get them back in,” my husband instructed the older one who is bigger and stronger than me now. He nodded and we ducked as they waved the oars around in excitement. “Let us go! Push us out! We’ll be fine!” They insisted. We pushed, still trying to holler instructions and they paddled hard, whacking the sand in the shallow water. And then, off they went into the glistening emerald green waters. Read More

What do you love?

IMG_0237“What do you love the most of anything?” my youngest is shivering in the early evening summer shadows. Swimming pool wet and popsicle mustached, he pulls his towel close and this question pops right out. He doesn’t wait for me to answer. This kid talks as fast as he thinks. “I love the pool and cannonballs the most of anything.” He’s dancing around trying to get warm as one of his brothers shoots a water gun his direction.

“You love this pool more than mom?” a brother questions. “That’s crazy!”

The little one looks concerned and draws in close; chattering teeth and dripping wet little body right next to mine. Chlorine, sunscreen and cherry popsicle all mingle together in the air as he leans in to kiss me. “I love you most too. It’s just I can’t do a cannonball onto you. And cannonballs are awesome!”

So, we are just a few days into summer and apparently I rank right up there with the pool as things my 7 year old loves “the most of anything”. I’ll just consider that a victory for today!

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For those of us with Perfect Plans

DSC_0133The little chalkboard in our kitchen tells me that there are 4 days of school left. 4 days! People are excited around here. Leaping, jumping, hollering kind of excited. And me, too. I think? Because  the end of math worksheets, vocabulary sentences and countries of Africa to remember is in sight!  And no more panicked calls for lunch money or forgotten gym clothes. Yes! Bring on summertime! Read More

The Things I Forget to Remember

DSC_0120I have three boys. If you are from the south, this is where you bless my heart. Otherwise, you just ask me about my grocery bill. Because yes, I need my heart blessed, and yes I spend most of my free time at the grocery store. With three boys and a husband, food is important around here. And we run out of stuff all the time. So, my people are always making these lists of things we need. Now, I know that they are trying to be helpful.

But, I just don’t do lists. Mostly because when I rush out the door to the store, I manage to leave these lists – somewhere??  So, I am adopting a new grocery store strategy. No. More. Lists. It is revolutionary, really. You just go to the store and buy what you need. Simple. Easy. Fool – proof.

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Some Words for the Month of May and Endings

DSC_0103We’ve been doing this all year. The list of words and the sentences that need to be written. The first grader curled up on his legs in the space of his little homework desk. Frustrated, anxious and hopeful that I will just give him all the answers and end the ‘sight word sentence writing torture’. But I am resilient. I do not write 1st grade sight word sentences. Even in the face of tears and pleading and sweet little neighbor faces waiting at the front door to play. I do not write 1st grade sight word sentences. And he knows this. Yet, he is sly, this little one of mine.

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Right Here?

The kitchen table. There is no place quite like it. And just so you know- that picture up there is my actual kitchen table – the one with the syrup rings,  the dirty napkins and the waffle crumbs. It looks cleaner in black and white, just FYI. This is the place where real life happens at my house. Right here. This is where it all goes down. Where milk is spilled, laughter is loud, tears are sometimes louder, crazy stories are told, bills are paid, arguments are had and hard lessons are learned.

To be honest, I googled “kitchen table images” in hopes of finding a nice one to go with this post – and there were some awesome images. But I felt a little weird inviting you in and then faking you out with a pretend kitchen table. So, here you go; the real thing. You’re welcome. Read More

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