Hello, my name is Betty and I am a recovering control freak. I want to control everything. I am a planner. I am a perfectionist. So, you can imagine what life is like with me. I am rarely the life of the party. I like to plan the party, but not attend it. …
I had three kids in tow, a pregnant belly, bags falling off my shoulders, and cupcakes balanced in one hand as I ran through the doors. I’m sure I looked more like a backpacker late for a train than an organized mom headed to homeschool day at the YMCA. The kids had various classes. I…
Out of curiosity I was drawn to a Facebook group discussion about children and meditation. A parent was wondering if Christians should teach their kids to meditate. It was indeed an interesting debate. Some felt meditation is o.k. if the child is encouraged to focus on things of God. Others were concerned that some…
Just recently a mom blogger asked me to help her answer the following question for her friend. “My 4 year old suddenly won’t participate in our family prayer time. He just wanders off to play and refuses to pray himself. I’m worried that he’s no longer interested in spiritual things. What have I done wrong?”…
We have received around 40 zucchinis and squashes over the summer from our garden. My kitchen counter is covered. My husband planted four small plants from four small seeds in spring. I’m amazed how one little seed produces so much food. It’s a plant that keeps on giving and giving. I like to make zucchini…
Some prefer spring and still others summer and I know there are a few that prefer winter, but I prefer fall above all. The crisp days and blue, blue skies fill my heart with child-like wonder. The colors of the trees as the they make the transition from green to yellow to gold…
Written by Casey Johnson Joy. We sing about joy often. Joy to the World. Ode to Joy. I’ve Got the Joy, Joy, Joy. These are a few examples. We talk about joy. But what does joy mean? Many misunderstand that joy=happiness and happiness=joy. Sadly, with this misunderstanding many good people miss a wonderful gift…
I will never forget when my husband and I brought our baby girl home for the first time to meet her brother. My son’s reaction was priceless and surprising. He just stared at her. No words. And I’m pretty sure that he stopped breathing for a short moment. My son is eight and my…
Today’s post is written by Ayla S. Born into Islam and born again into Christ; Ayla is a single Mommy to two mostly joyful, at times testy littles. She is a book worm, scripture hoarder, praise dancer, freedom junkie, and a lover of all things chocolate. Ayla writes at http://www.abeautifultapestry.comwhere her passion for Jesus and…
I haven’t always acted like a mature grown up in my marriage. I get an idea in my head how something should be and I act like an impatient toddler when I don’t get my way. My poor husband has put up with me and loves me dearly even when I’m being selfish. Sometimes my honey…
