Twirling in her white dress as the sun caught every highlight of blonde hair, my oldest daughter looked radiant. Her dress mirrored that of a young bride’s, and the joy emanating from her deep dimpled cheeks, exuberant. Today, her birthday, was about her, so we catered to her as if she were a bride, too. Surrounded by plenty of friends and family, she would celebrate in style. She had the dress, the party, and the gifts to enjoy. What more could a five-year-old want?
“Seriously, they chose HER to be the next director?” I thought while walking into the breakroom after learning this news. Once there, it was like being back in high school where the popular girls, my so-called friends, dissected their latest victim, not much differently from the frog we had just left displayed in the science lab. Although I knew this was wrong, I kept my mouth shut, thankful not to be the subject of their venomous remarks. I figured that teenage girls naturally outgrew this kind of catty talk only to discover that women elevated it into full-blown verbal assaults.
Yes! I made it with only five miles left to go until empty. Blinking , yellow gas warning, you will not get the best of me. Probably not the wisest decision considering my four and two-year-old were in the car with me at the time. But, wake a baby from a nap on an eight-hour… Continue reading Running on Empty
Guest Post by Jennifer H. Yates @ www.JenniferHYates.com I’ve never been much for wearing hats. Don’t get me wrong; I like hats. They look great on other people. Me—not so much. But truthfully, I wear a lot of hats. I bet you do, too. As women, we often serve many roles: wife, mother, daughter, sister,… Continue reading Remaining in Jesus from Dawn to Dusk
You feel that God has called you to lead or host a Bible study. But, you have no idea where to start! Join me on the blog where I help answer some of the questions around choosing a Bible study as well as provide a review of my favorite books and guides.
Where is he? I thought his plane landed thirty minutes ago. Why is he not at the arrival gate? I frantically paced in front of the ARRIVALS sign.Finally, I caught a wave of copper hair and my brother's wide, dimpled smile. “Hey, Sis, have you been waiting long?” LOADED QUESTION. Read More on the Blog....
Flopping onto my bed, I began my nightly ritual of critiquing my day’s parenting performance. How do I know I am making the right choices for my girls? Am I going to mess them up? Will they still love me, even when they don’t always like me, like today? Read More on the Blog......
Pete, Repeat, and Echo. These are the “endearing” names my husband calls me and my two oldest daughters. Our eight-week-old is already cooing and cawing along with the rest of us, now the newest member of our babbling tribe of Bailey girls.
“Well, this isn’t Heaven,” remarked my great-grandmother upon waking up from hip surgery. Her voice dripped with disappointment. Well into her nineties, she was warned that she risked not pulling through surgery, and she was prepared for that. In fact, she welcomed death, for she eagerly anticipated going to Heaven to see her Savior.
It goes without saying -- marriage is tough! Strong marriages are not built overnight; they take time and commitment so before you continue reading anything below, commit to deepening your relationship with your Heavenly Father first. Then ask the Lord to help you view others, specifically your husband, through God's eyes. Refocusing on relationships through a Godly, Biblical lens will both strengthen them and straighten out many existing “issues.” That and work!