When you have little to offer, you are enough

This post contains affiliate links, which if you click on and purchase through I make a small percentage. _____________________________________________________________________ She shuffled up to the offering box, her worn hands clutching the two small coins. I imagine she kept her eyes low, to avoid the critical sneers of the wealthy religious crowd. Somehow, even here in God’s…

7 Tips to stay connected with your husband during hard seasons

Just because your season in life is hard doesn’t mean your marriage is doomed to famine. This post contains affiliate links, which if you click on and purchase through  I make a small percentage from. ___________________________________________________ “It’s fall break this week,” my husband mentioned in passing yesterday. I looked up and waited. I waited for the explanation that…

The Birds and Bees have real names- Why my children know about sex

This post contains affiliate links, which if you click on and purchase through  I make a small percentage from. ___________________________________________________________ We peered out the window overlooking the neighborhood, our noses smashed up against the glass. “She has never mentioned the period. And I’m starting to develop. I’ll need a bra soon.” Her voice dropped. “Am…

Fall comes in slowly

This post contains affiliate links, which if you click on and purchase through  I make a small percentage from. __________________________________________________________________________ I really didn’t feel like decorating for fall. It has been such a whirlwind summer, with trips that spanned thousands of miles and flights out of the country, and then my littlest sister married and…

Her Unspoken Name

Learning to connect with people and build basic relationships I placed my stack of library finds on the counter and glanced over at my girls, each lost in an educational game on the library computers. Lakelyn peered down on the puzzle shelf and pulled one onto the floor. “Look, Mommy!” she said a bit too…

Struggle isn’t the same as failure

I had just finished telling Daniel about a conversation several of my homeschooling mommy friends and I had talked through yesterday. We had covered the pros and cons of various curriculums and the challenges and strengths of learning styles and disabilities. It felt like a tiny splash over from a tornado, lots of high winds…

Our Red Sea

Our first year was blissfully happy. We lived in the teeniest farmhouse ever, with leaning doorways and squeaky wooden floors and an infestation of brown recluse spiders. The walls were anything but tight, and when the winter storms blew, my curtains swayed gently in the breeze that found its way through the cracks. Skunks moved…

Words well seasoned

I rounded the corner into the small galley kitchen at our church, bustling with women in aprons. The smell of lasagna and chili surrounded me and I felt very small. I was small, in fact, always lagging in size to my peers. But I held in my hands an apple pie, with fluted edges and…

It’s worth being a little crazy to really live

“Are we crazy?” We look at each other at some ridiculous hour of the night, but the light is still on and the textbook open. I blinked my heavy eyelids and looked deep into my husband’s tired face, just inches from mine. The four little people were finally in bed, and the house was that…

When salsa and emotions and mistakes collide

I turned my heaping cart into the check out line at Aldi, and took a deep breath. Meat, cheese and produce for freezer meals- check. Milk and cereal- check. All four of my children within eyesight: one, two, three, four- check. I surveyed the cart with a feeling of accomplishment- for once, I had menu…