How do I know what tools you need in your gluten-free, dairy-free kitchen?
We were unexpectedly forced to have a gluten-free, dairy-free kitchen.
How do I know what tools you need in your gluten-free, dairy-free kitchen?
We were unexpectedly forced to have a gluten-free, dairy-free kitchen.
Whether you’re a parent, an aunt, an uncle, a grandparent, or a friend, finding kids gifts for Christmas can be draining. What toys are “all-the-rage” right now? Does this girl like pink and purple or blue and green? How much is appropriate to spend? Is this gift age-appropriate? Do 10-year-olds still play with stuffed animals? The quest for the perfect gift should be less about finding the perfect “toy-of-the-moment” and more about substance. Gifts that grow faith in a child are the perfect answer.
A while back, I was putting my oldest son to bed. As I was tucking the blankets around him, he looked up at me with his sweet, blue eyes, and said, “Mom, if you could wish for just one thing in the whole world, what would it be?”
I didn’t hesitate, because my daily prayers already held the answer. I said to him, “Buddy, my biggest prayer is that you, your brother, and your sister would grow up to know God, love God and serve God.” He stared at me for a moment longer before saying, “I would wish for a lizard.”
Silence. My silence, God’s silence… I really wasn’t sure. But I think it was mostly my silence. My prayer life was dry. Dusty, broken… nearly non-existent. I knew this wasn’t what a healthy prayer life was supposed to look like or feel like. I allowed myself to become complacent, lazy, and more involved with myself than pursuing a close relationship with God. But there’s one thing that kept pulling me back, and that was God’s word. That’s when I realized that praying scripture could be the answer to my all-but-abandoned prayer life.
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Staring out the window at the clouds and the grass, a war is going on within me. I feel like I need to get words out, but I’m not even sure what those words need to be. I feel compelled to write, but I don’t feel I deserve to write. At least, I don’t deserve to write about Jesus.
That’s the funny thing, though. Jesus is exactly who I feel compelled to write about. But how could I?
I’m not a theologian, and despite my deepest desire, I’m no prayer warrior. I love the word, but I’m far from an expert. But still… I’m compelled to write about Jesus.
There was so much fear and anxiety leading up to the decision to homeschool. What’s funny, though, is that as soon as the decision was made, we felt amazing. A weight had been taken off our shoulders, and we felt like we had been given a new life. All those things we had been thinking about why homeschool could be great suddenly became very real. There are so many benefits of homeschooling.
Life before homeschool felt so rushed. I was working lots in order to pay for the private school where we sent our kids. The kids would come home with reading, papers, forms (oh, the forms), and would have extra-curricular activities. We were running. Always running. Does that sound familiar at all?
Having kids will change you. Do you believe that? Here’s my story.
Is there anything as earth-shaking as the moment your first child is born? I remember getting ready to leave the hospital after the birth of my first child, and all I could think was, “They’re letting me take him home?” Although I knew he was our child (so of course we should take him home), I also couldn’t help feeling that the hospital staff was making a big mistake trusting me with this sweet, little life.
Everything about who I was shifted when that little boy was put in my arms. I began to shrivel in big ways. I lost part of who I was for a time, just as most mothers do. Finding ourselves again, as mothers, is so important. But in that time when motherhood was breaking me down… When I felt beat and exhausted… Motherhood began to grow me. After some time passed, what I found was this: I changed when I had kids. Thank goodness. Having kids made me a better person. And I believe having kids will change you as well.
Here’s the thing. Momming is hard. And homeschool can be pretty hard, too. When we started homeschooling, I had to convince myself that if we were going to do this big, awesome, feels-kind-of-scary-thing, then I needed the right tools and homeschool supplies to make each day easier. There’s no point making hard things harder. Am I right? So, here are my absolutely essential homeschool supplies!
So, you’ve made the decision. The hardest decision of your life, but you’ve made it. You’ve decided to homeschool. Now that the big decision is made, though, there are of course new questions without answers! Ah, so is life. Always a new problem, always a new question. One of those questions is: how are you going to transition your kids from 6.5 hours in a public-school classroom to your new homeschool routine? The answer (If I may be so bold) is de-schooling. Not to be mistaken with unschooling. I’m talking about de-schooling.
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My mission is to help women develop their faith and live their lives with purpose & intention.