The story of the first woman mentioned in Matthew’s genealogy of Jesus: Tamar Genesis 38 Shame. That yucky feeling that makes us want to run and hide. Sometimes it makes us literally run and hide like a kid hiding under their bed to avoid punishment, but as adults we may do this too: move towns, […]
Tamar Did You Know? Read More »
As I looked through definitions and book summaries I saw that they spoke more to the result of integrity, but not the underlying path to integrity.
Integrity: A Real Definition Read More »
Sure people might jokingly talk about their difficult baby, but there is a level of shame moms feel when we point to our helpless infant as the cause of our adult stress.
The Thing Moms Need to Talk About Read More »
There is no shortage of people pouring their opinions into the interwebs and no shortage of people lapping them up. Consumers are pointed in the “right” direction and even given a cute PDF of an action plan to personalize.
Will This Ever Change?!? Read More »
The point of this tradition is to connect the story of the baby in a manger to the greater story of the Bible.
What the Heck is Advent Anyways? Read More »
This is the last, but maybe most important piece in the toddler public meltdown series. This time it’s all about how do YOU handle it when the meltdown happens,
The Brain Game[plan] Read More »
A watched pot does indeed boil. There is a moment before the simmer of a boil even starts when all the bubbles have formed at the bottom of the pot and they are vibrating with energy just waiting to float up to the surface and burst. That’s how I’ve felt all week. Just a low
I’m trying to write and publish regularly. Which is hard with two kids; one of which likes to wake up frequently, thus stealing the precious time at night I have to be alone and an adult. As I came to my laptop tonight, I felt empty, drained, conflicted. Empty and drained because I’ve worked all
Lessons Learned in Labor Read More »
I too do the “one word” thing. Last year was my first year to do it, and now I’m hooked! Last year my word was “New.” I can’t remember if I found out I was pregnant with Charlie before or after that word came to me. But “new” very quickly became a reality in 2017.