Missional Motherhood

Attitude is Everything

While I was growing up, my parents constantly reminded me to remember my manners and to mind my attitude.  Attitude. See, I’ve been “attitude - challenged” since an early age. When things go MY way I am as happy as a clam, but when things go differently or someone steps in my way, I get… Continue reading Attitude is Everything

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Manage Your Schedule before it Manages You

During a recent conversation with a friend, she lamented, “I feel so out of whack; I just can’t seem to get myself or my children on a schedule.”  Chuckling, I replied, “I can’t seem to get myself off of a schedule.”  My love for all things structured and pre-planned comes honestly, for I come from… Continue reading Manage Your Schedule before it Manages You

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It Takes A Village

Recently, I read an article stating that America is actually one of the few cultures in the world that tends to rear families tightly within their nuclear unit.  In many other cultures several generations live in the same house, or at the very most, within a stone’s throw. However, I have noticed more American women… Continue reading It Takes A Village

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Thank you for being a Mother first, Friend second

“I do not even believe in God. There is no such thing as Heaven and Hell!” I was 14 years old, screaming down to my mother during one of our routine mother-daughter disagreements. I am not even sure what we were arguing about that particular day; however, I am sure it had something to do… Continue reading Thank you for being a Mother first, Friend second

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More Toys do not Make Happier Children

  My first baby shower was perfect.  There were so many gifts that I couldn’t fit them all in my car, so I had to make two trips back to my hostess’ home to retrieve everything.  The baby in my womb already had enough toys, games, books and clothes to last until she was five… Continue reading More Toys do not Make Happier Children

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No Use Crying Over Spilled Milk

Although I appreciate a clean house and a clean car, I have never been one to regularly give anything the “white glove treatment.”  When friends say, “I just can’t sleep if there are dishes in the kitchen sink,” I used to think they needed to take a strong “chill pill.”  However, after my first child… Continue reading No Use Crying Over Spilled Milk

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Mommin’ it ain’t Easy

I have learned a lot since becoming a Mother.  In my mid-twenties, before marriage and parenthood, I asked God to help me to develop humility, selflessness, patience, and self-control.  You know how people say that God answers our prayers, but not always the way we hope – well, let me tell ya somethin’ -- never… Continue reading Mommin’ it ain’t Easy

Awaken Our Hearts

It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to

Let me tell ya somethin’ -- I am a MAJOR grudge holder and scorekeeper, like about EVERYTHING.  Okay, I feel a lot better now that I have gotten that out.  I believe I have always been this way, “tit for tat.”  I am the second child, so I grew up thinking that, naturally, my parents loved my brother more and always gave him special treatment. (joking .… Continue reading It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to