I love the distinction I recently heard Senator Ben Sasse offer between habits and addictions. The only difference between habits and addictions is that if it’s something good that we want or desire it’s a habit, but if it is something we don’t want or is bad for us then it is an addiction. Many of us begin a new year with good intentions for a fresh start with a bold determination for building new muscles of habits we intend to keep, but often we fall back into old patterns and addictions.Read More
Am I distracting and hindering my children from their intended purpose? Am I contributing to their demise? You see, if I actually believe that my children (and myself) have been created for a purpose, then I must know what that purpose is. I believe God has created each and every one of us with a purpose. And while each of our individual skill sets look differently and our gifts vary, our purpose in being created is all the same.
At what point am I contributing to distracting my children from their intended purpose in being created? Am I giving my children so much that I am feeding their desire to serve self? Am I giving my children in abundance to the point that they are not lacking, but instead feeding pride, and an entitlement that they deserve what they have? Do I keep my kids so busy, so distracted, surrounded by so much "stuff" that I am actually contributing to their demanding that self is put on the throne of their lives instead of God? By giving them abundance, am I teaching them that the world revolves around them?Read More
Adopting was indeed, a very different story. There was a mountain of paperwork, interviews, and fingerprints to be examined. And then there was the waiting. Throughout the whole experience there were a lot of questions, some that we did not see coming or know how to answer right away. We had not anticipated the level of detail that the adoption application itself would entail. Would we accept a child or any race or ethnic background? If not, which ones? What if the biological family had a history of cancer? How about mental illness? What if the mother smoked, drank alcohol, or took drugs while pregnant? And if some drugs were ok, which ones weren’t? What if the child was the “product” of a rape? How about multiples? Some of these questions were “easy”, and others stopped us in our tracks and caused us some considerable thought and discussion, as we wanted to make sure we were equipped to handle any situation that might come along—as if that’s even possible!
Other “interesting” questions came from the people around us. Perhaps they meant well, but their questions indicated to us that they were leery of adoption. “Do you think you will be able to love both the children the same even though one is yours and one isn’t?” “Why would you want to raise someone else’s kid?” Wow. It was hard sometimes to not be defensive since we knew this was the plan for our family, and we had little doubt that we would love our adopted baby just as much as Emily.Read More
After I dealt with the children and we came to a resolution, I realized something about the situation. I saw my own actions in the root of this fight, which is being quick to judge. My sweet children were replicating what they see in me. Ouch! I reflected back on times in which my first response is often a judgment statement instead of a question to clarify behavior.Read More
I take my eyes off of my own race as a mother. I begin to look at how other moms parent their children, or how successful their life appears juggling and multi-tasking the demands of a busy family. It is particularly hard when I see someone a few steps ahead of me in a season of life; I begin to unfairly compare my life to hers.
Social media and the world of comparison we live in with "selfies" and documenting the highlights of each day taunts us constantly. It is as if the runners around us flaunt the fact they are running the race better and faster. We become distracted and consumed and our eyes begin to wander.Read More
And so, out of my desire to be more intentional with the girls, combined with my love of lists, the Summer Bucket List was born! It started as a spontaneous idea – one in which I jotted ideas down on Post-It Notes.Read More
Social Media pretty much feels like middle school all over again. Why do we do this to ourselves? The drama of who has more likes, who can post the best vacation pic, who has the most creativity, who has the coolest VIP encounter consumes every post. I mean, seriously, it feels like social media is the perpetual state of living out middle school drama no matter how old we are!Read More