“I love you so much…” I hear my three-year-old’s voice singing these words to the tune of “Happy Birthday” in the next room as she plays, and I smile.
Why My Daughter’s Song Makes Me Smile
Category: Children
God Never Forgets Even When We Do
God never forgets any of it. Our grief. Our joy. He remembers all of it. And our losses, even the loss of an unborn child, are better kept by him than anyone else.
Parenting Is…Sanctifying
God works all things—even the gritty moments of parenting—for the good of those who love him.
At the Pace of the Children
On a recent family road trip, we stopped at least once an hour. No exaggeration. By the fifth potty stop for the same child, it was all I could do to hold my tongue as we walked to the restroom. I felt impatience filling me like a balloon, and I was about to burst.
The Difference? This Time, I Am a Mother
I see many parallels between 9/11 and the pandemic of 2020. What is the main difference—for me—between these two life-changing events? This time, I am a mother.
Manna for Mamas: Ten Go-to Bible Verses for Motherhood
Here are ten go-to Scripture verses that have sustained me in both mundane and profound moments of desperate motherhood. They are manna for mamas, and they remind us that motherhood isn’t just about us and our babies. Motherhood is another means of sanctification that points us to our Savior—Jesus, the Word made flesh, the bread of heaven that satisfies our souls for eternity.
Out of the Mouths of My Children
“I’m not a robot.” So said the three-year-old...Here is a collection of my children's thoughts and questions, spoken between ages two and five years old.
Why I Downplay Homeschooling Even Though I Value It
Though as Christian parents we all have a biblical responsibility to train our children, how this plays out differs greatly from one family to another. And, in all areas of life, we need to be on guard against elevating something we personally value to first importance.
Five Months and 318 Miles
My sister had just found out she was expecting her first baby when I saw her last winter. When I wondered and guessed and outright asked if she was pregnant. When we giggled and wept and hugged in the car. And then lockdown.
I Want a Magic Button but God Offers Something Better
Some nights I wish I could press a magic button and my children would be in pajamas with their teeth brushed and fast asleep...If I’m honest, some days I want to push that button and clock out even earlier...Seasons of parenting—of life too—can be like that.
