Eight years ago, as I sat with my three-year-old daughter, watching her dad play Thomas in our church's Living Last Supper, I felt a tightening I recognized from 8 weeks spent on bedrest when I was pregnant with my daughter. Contractions. At 11 weeks. The contractions subsided, but when I saw my doctor at my appointment on Monday, we realized they weren't the only ...
grace
There is no “Mother of the Year Award.”
Yesterday, a frazzled friend said something to me about not winning the "mother of the year award." I said the same thing to her that I want to say to you: There is no such thing. Because none of us would win it. We all have our moments of mothering madness. The moments we cringe to remember, the ones we want to forget. Because mothers all have one thing in ...
Grace is sufficient.
I don't know if I was born a perfectionist or simply trained to be one, but either way, I grew up with high expectations....of myself. I also lived with the high expectations of others because perfectionism seems to run in my family. So, for me, grace has been a hard thing to "get." Oh, I accepted it. I have known the grace of God offered through Christ since I ...