Splash in the Rain Puddles

It's been one of those weeks.  Full of unexpected challenges and things we would not have chosen.  Yet still full of reminders that our God is a merciful God, and uses all things for his glory.  Sunday morning on my way to church, when my light turned green and a person going the other direction ran their red light...well, it could have gone a very different way.  Praise the Lord that I wasn't just a few seconds faster, at which point would have taken the hit straight to my door.  But instead, walked away with just some bumps and bruises...and completely unharmed children.  I don’t know why God allowed it to happen...but I do know that I'm so very grateful that He wasn't finished with me yet on this earth....or with my boys...or with the driver of the other car.  But we also face the very human responses of frustration with insurance companies...frustration with asking why it had to happen at all.  So my prayer has been for patience and grace...as...

 I'm so thankful for the clarity that oftentimes comes with getting older.  At some point, we begin to realize that those things we thought were important, those things we thought defined us...those are not really the important things at all.  You come to accept that sometimes not compromising on what the Bible teaches as truth, may come with a cost.  Many years ago I heard Charles Stanley say, "compromise is the biggest threat in the church today"....and I think it's still true.  I try to be genuine and authentic...true to who God has called me to be...to not compromise, but still show the grace and love to others that is so mercifully poured out to me every single day.  But sometimes, I can still find myself doubting and questioning...did I handle that situation correctly?....did I show love and understanding even in the midst of a disagreement?...would God sign his name at the end of my day, proud of the way I represented Him?  Unfortunately the ans...

Fifteen years ago, early in the morning, I was breathing my way into the ER, determined that I was not actually in labor.  I was scheduled for a c-section in just two days and I had already been in two days earlier with a false alarm...so clearly that's what this was.  But I had been breathing through contractions all night long, trying to get some relief...and it. was. not. happening.  So hubby stepped in, and informed me it was time to go.  Turns out, I was five centimeters dilated and on my way to giving birth.  This little one was ready to make his entrance.  After a quick call to my doctor, a shot to slow the contractions, and a good old epidural, they got me to the OR within an hour and we welcomed Chase Daniel into the world.  My second born.  It's amazing, the immediate bond that forms when a momma first looks into the eyes of her newborn.  He was my baby who loved snuggles, naps, and mealtimes.  He was my toddler who loved to le...

Over the past year, I have felt a shift in my phase of life.  As our children get older and more independent, it's almost like coming up for air after a season of survival.  Surviving the daily grind of discipline and training little ones...staying persistent and wondering if anything was sinking in...managing 3 schedules of extra curricular activities and piecing it together like a jigsaw puzzle each month.  This is certainly not to say that I think the challenges of parenting are coming to an end.  That proves daily, not to be the case.  But there is a significant change in the issues we deal with and how we go about handling them...it feels just a little less all-consuming.  With new phases, come new challenges and questions.  What does this new phase look like?...as my kids are requiring less of my physical presence, time, and discipline and more of my understanding, encouragement, and oh so many prayers.  Am I effectively encouraging their in...

When I think about my mom, a few words come immediately to mind.  Loving. Kind. Patient. Faithful. But one of the most accurate...Strong.  When you look at all 4 feet 11inches of her, it might not be the first thing that comes to mind.  But spend any time with her, know her story, witness the way she lives her life, and very quickly you will see the strength. Strength in the sense of never wavering in her faith in the midst of multiple life altering tragedies.  Strength in the sense of being a calm and steady presence in our family as we were buckled in for all of the twists and turns life took us on.  Strength in the sense of allowing and encouraging me to travel at a very young age, to far away places to gain life experiences that have shaped who I am. Strength in the sense of aging with such determination and perseverance, as this chapter in her life has some parts she never would have chosen.  Strength in the sense of being a shoulder to lean on...for h...

In our ladies Bible study group at church, we are currently going through the book "Heaven", by Jennifer Rothschild.  It has been such a thought provoking and faith stretching first couple of weeks.  It's one of those topics, that the more you study it and read what the Bible has to say about it, the more questions you have.  And at the end of the day you need to be ok with having unanswered questions...there are things that our human minds simply cannot handle knowing...and that is why we have faith.  Faith in knowing that heaven will be everything and so much more than we could possibly ever imagine...faith that, even though we cannot understand how, when this earthly body dies our souls will immediately be in the presence of Jesus.  What an amazing moment that will be.  In the study, we have also been focusing on our dash.  We all have the day we are born and the day we will die...but what about the dash that's in the middle of those two dates? Are ...