I'm a redeemed child of God and the momma to four vivacious daughters. I'm passionate about finding hidden blessings in the trials of life, living it out in an honest and open way, while encouraging those around me to believe in better.

16 Apr

the voice of truth

Yesterday, I’m standing at my favorite gas station … the one that declares it’s faith boldly by pumping Christian music to each island. As I was filling my tank with gas, my eyes started filling with tears as the words of the song playing washed over me. It’s one of my favorites, Voice of Truth by Casting Crowns.

I could dissect each line of this song. Each time I hear it, a different truth is spoken to me. Yesterday I hear:

But the voice of truth tells me a different story
The voice of truth says, “Do not be afraid!”
And the voice of truth says, “This is for My glory”
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I would choose to listen and believe the voice of truth

But backing up further to when I got out of bed yesterday morning, this is the truth I was repeating to myself:

Don’t be afraid, for I am with you.
Don’t be discouraged, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you.
I will hold you up with my victorious right hand
Isaiah 41:10 NLT

And to drive the point home further to me … at church during worship we sang this truth:

And I will fear no evil
For my God is with me
And if my God is with me
Whom then shall I fear?
Whom then shall I fear?

Oh no, You never let go
Through the calm and through the storm
Oh no, You never let go
In every high and every low
Oh no, You never let go
Lord, You never let go of me
Matt Redman, You Never Let Go

In full disclosure … I’m afraid. I was afraid to land at the airport. I spent this past weekend afraid to open my front door. I’m afraid of this coming week. And I’m afraid of what the next few weeks might hold for my family’s future.

Fear is also creeping in about what the “world” thinks of me.

Yes. I’m afraid. Terrified really.

But that’s my voice of truth. It’s loud. And it’s screaming inside of me and beginning to drown out the real Voice of Truth.

I’m preparing for the battle of my life … of my family’s life … and I can’t do it on my own. I need to put on all of the armor God’s made available to me {Ephesians 6:12-19}.

Theologically, I know the promises of His Word. I know I have nothing to fear. I know He is with me.

But my spirit? My spirit is weak … and full of fear.

Have you ever found yourself feeling this way? You know, and believe what God tells us. But sometimes … sometimes the outside noise gets so loud, you can’t hear the real Truth?

That’s where I’m at. I need to shut off the noise around me and close myself in with the Truth.

I need to quiet myself, my spirit, my surroundings as Psalm 46:10 sweetly reminds me … “be still and know that I am God.”

I’ll be spending this week and possibly the next few, arming myself for the battle of my life.

Posted in encouragement, family thoughts

3 Apr

pouring into her heart-bank …

It was “daddy morning” at school. And we’re currently without a daddy.

Of course my mommy heart hurt for her, but her soon-to-be six year old heart took it in stride.

My girls definitely see their days of heart-pain, but I’m so forever, forever grateful that the Lord has guarded their hearts and minds.

I’m thankful their heart-banks had already been filled to overflowing with love, a secure foundation, and affirmations. So much so, that when a painful life transition came their way, they were … for the most part … able to take it in stride.


So it’s daddy morning and what’s a daddyless mommy to do? Continue to pour into my babygirl’s heart-bank of course!

I kept her home from school and we filled the morning with some special mommy/Hunter time …

the simple pleasure of a lollipop while getting
the car washed –
my girls love the car wash!

model magic fun!

H + M
mommy loves hunter

babygirl loves all things postal!

Barnes & Noble – our fav stomping grounds

yep … mommy loves her hunter

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Posted in family thoughts, hunter, parenting

2 Feb

for my tay …

Sweet child of mine …

You are walking a long and hurtful path. You know loss. You know grief. You know loneliness.

Your courage and heart continue to amaze me. I stand in awe of you … at times taking for granted the darkness you have seen … but so in awe of the Light you are shining into those dark places {read John 1:1-9 … go ahead, read it!}.

Tay … precious Tay … you. are. beautiful.

You were made for so much more than this.  You are. so much more than this.

If all else in this world fades and let’s you down … always remember … you are treasured … you are sacred … because you are His.

You are beautiful.

And I love you … always and forever … no. matter. what!

:: MercyMe ::

The days will come when you don’t have the strength
When all you hear is you’re not worth anything
Wondering if you ever could be loved
And if they truly saw your heart they’d see too much

:: chorus ::
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You are made so much more than all of this
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You are treasured, You are sacred, You are His
You’re beautiful

I’m praying that you have the heart to find
Cause you are more than what is hurting you tonight
For all the lies you’ve held inside so long
They are nothing in the shadow of the cross

:: chorus ::

Before you ever took a breath
Long before the world began
Of all the wonders He possessed
There was one more precious
Of all the earth and skies above
You’re the one He madly loves
Enough to die

You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
In His eyes

:: chorus ::

You’re beautiful
You are treasured, You are sacred, You are His …

Posted in family thoughts, music, taylor

23 Jan

and then i remember …

Crazy. Literally. My life is literally crazy.

~ a five year old’s ruptured ear drum
~ cat pee in curtains
~ using face toner to remove eye makeup
~ using hair gel as face moisturizer
~ rotting roof that needs repair {in numerous places}
~ mold in the hvac system
~ having the house hepa-vacc’ed
~ unexpectedly making dinner for 15 that are homeless
~ an eight year old with a hurting heart
~ never. enough. sleep
~ living and sleeping with industrial machines and fans so loud we can’t hear each other talk
~ mental stresses too detailed to mention
~ dogs eating cat poop and dragging it through the house
~ said dog’s lunch doesn’t sit well and I’m cleaning her mess off the carpet
~ nine year old in tears thinking “Bob” {the water dragon} died.  thankful for false alarm
~ ten workers in the house sterilizing it and the air
~ consoling a teen in tears, in the middle of the kitchen with crazy literally swirling around us

And then I remember . . .

1.  A place to find joy amidst my sorrow.
6.  A husband who asks for prayer.
12.  Happy texts from daughters thankful for homemade french onion soup.
20.  Sweet notes written to the tooth fairy.
25.  Peace for today.
32.  Courage to stand up for, and share our trials.
33.  Walking in on daughters saying prayers aloud.
45.  Blessing others and filling them with wakeful joy.
53.  Taking time to slow down and listen to a hurting child.
54.  Charlie Brown band-aids stuck to my sheets.
62.  Signs revealed when we need to touch His hem.
70.  Trusting my {writing} voice.

Are you making Joy a habit?

Posted in 1000 gifts, family thoughts

9 Jan

god is in the details …

The girls and I were unexpectedly blessed this weekend and I wanted to share how I believe God is in the detail business!

Piper was set to have a “marathon” sleepover this weekend.  Her friend {and her friend’s sister} would be sleeping over both Friday and Saturday nights.  But when I met up with the girl’s mom {also a new friend of mine} for the transfer of weekend necessities, she told me they were surprising the girls {and their family, they have 6 kids}, with a weekend trip to the beach.  They’d just closed on their new beach house the day before.  So that meant only one night sleepover.

Only she didn’t want me to tell the girls because she was going to surprise them the next day.  My heart pretty much immediately broke for Piper, as this sleepover weekend was all she’d talked about last week!

Anyway, come Saturday morning, I covered Piper in my prayers and started thinking of some other fun things we could do that day.  A couple hours later, whaddaya know? I get a call from my friend with a crazy idea!  She invited the girls and I to go with for the weekend.  She knew I didn’t have anything else going on and said they had plenty of room.

Yes!  Yes, we’d love to go!  And when we finally told the girls, they were all ecstatic!

With my four, her six, two other friends, and 3 adults … there were 15 of us in 3 cars headed to Isle of Palms, SC!

The beach house was beautiful and well … right on the beach!  I’d never stayed on a coastal beach before … just tropical.  So this was something different for us and we all had a great time!  I even got an adult night out to dinner while all the teens stayed home with the younger kids.

Anyway.  I was worried and hurting for what I knew would be Piper’s hurting heart.  I prayed for her Saturday morning and literally a couple hours later, an unexpected blessing came our way.  It’s one small way {if you choose to look at it that way} to see that God is in the detail business.  He cares about our hurts and worries.

Ann is once again counting 1000 gifts in a years time.  She’s calling it the Joy Dare and has invited all of us to join her.  I’m in!  And so are my girls.

This year especially, I want to be uber-aware … I want my girls to be uber-aware of every detail, every blessing, every gift that comes their way.  How better to understand and recognize that God is on our side, is with us always, and cares about the smallest of details?

Posted in blessed, family photos, family thoughts