When I was eighteen, I went to India for two months… About eight months later, I moved to Thailand to assist an older missionary couple… Then, when I was twenty-two, I moved to New Zealand to live with some friends and help them with their four children five and under…
Archive | December, 2011
the one who says something random
In recent years, it’s been a few local “older women” who have reminded me that it’s okay not to do it all. It’s the ladies at my church who don’t know or care about my status online or even how clean my home is, but how happy my children are. It’s the online friends who have become real life friends that let me learn lessons along with them and speak courage into me when I don’t have it on my own.
Saint Lucia’s Day
Emma Christine couldn’t have known at that time that she would one day take a ship to Ellis Island to meet her fiancé in New York. She couldn’t have known that they would have many descendants and she couldn’t have known that I would be one of them. Yet here we are, well over a hundred years later, preparing to celebrate her homeland and the traditions she brought to ours.
A Pleasant Advent-ure
My mother was in her chair in the living room, laptop on her lap and stacks of books at her feet when she looked up at me with an expression of desperation.
“I’m too Protestant for this!” she cried.
This year, for the first time, my family is celebrating Advent..
tipi girl
Lately it’s been in the quiet moments in the car on the way to the post office or picking up milk that I can hear Him most clearly. Or in those early morning hours. Basically, whenever the chattering of three wee ones is subdued! 
I’ve learned to use those quiet moments in a busy mommy day to recalibrate my soul.
second annual Post Card Exchange {and giveaway!}
We look forward to it every year. The exchange of Christmas cards and pictures. A time to catch up with family and friends. To find out how each one is growing and learning and changing. Hearing the highlights of their year.
And now we’ve adopted the same tradition, be it in virtual style, here at YLCF each year.
a real-life “cheaper by the dozen” experience
I’ve been burnt and hurt, extended grace to, worn dresses, head coverings, jeans, sung only hymns, prophesied over, and everything in between. Through it the Lord has wrestled me into a place of balance and the only thing that matters – Jesus Christ and Him crucified! No matter your background, God has a purpose for it: to use you to represent Him in your sphere of influence…
