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“Different Families, Different Rules.”

Years ago, I heard a mom say, “Time to empty out.” Her son went to the bathroom without event. With those four-words, ended the whole “Go to the bathroom. But I don’t have to” battle. I explained one time, “Your bladder can hold A LOT of pee, it’s time to empty out.” Soon the older kids, we’re teaching the younger ones. “Different families, different rules,” are four-words that have changed our family life. With five kids, I say “no” a lot. Our kindergartener will still fall-out on the floor in… Read more “Different Families, Different Rules.”

LET’s TALK about “THE TALK.”

I know. It’s like going to the dentist. We know we need to, but most of don’t want to. In 2012, I wrote “How to Teach Your Kids About Sexuality: A Much Needed Conversation” to encourage families to make the talk a conversation in their home. When our nation officially shifted the definition of marriage the summer of 2015, I wrote “The Longing for Sexual Teaching in the Church.” April 2016, “THE TALK: Embrace the Sacred Gift” launched. In this 3 ½ hour workshop, God is doing something. WHAT WE… Read more LET’s TALK about “THE TALK.”

Keep Playing.

“This game is hard,” declared my four-year-old. “It is,” I replied as he put more cherries back on his tree. One off. One back on. Only one left and then your bucket gets knocked over. It’s not easy filling your bucket in the game Hi-Ho-Cherry-O. Sometimes life is hard. Lately my “bucket” keeps getting knocked over. We have had several unexpected healthcare expenses. Sick visits. An ER visit. Four required well-visits. We are part of a health share, and it is a HUGE gift, but shared medical expenses must meet… Read more Keep Playing.


The week before Christmas I took the boys shopping. I needed tape and wrapping paper. They needed gifts for one another. The three big boys were given free reign of Tuesday Morning. The two littles and I roamed around. On one aisle we met a kind lady. She smiled at the excitement of my energetic boys and our adventure. It was hectic, but wonderful. She had raised seven kids, and delighted in the memories we brought her. She was lovely. As we walked on she said, “I think you’re great!”… Read more AN UNEXPECTED KINDNESS.

Love – The Miracle of Christmas

The rituals of Advent candles, ornaments that tell the story of Christmas, nightly prayers. None of those things were mine as a kid. I heard the story of Christmas, but the miracle of Christmas was that Santa could get into my house without a chimney. When our oldest was six, he asked me if Santa was real. He was sitting on my lap, a sweet little kindergartener. My husband called from the other room, “We use true words in this house.” “Santa isn’t real, but you can’t tell your friends.… Read more Love – The Miracle of Christmas

A Confession – Longing for Joy.

I wish I had a glorious word on joy. Instead I have a confession. My joy has been complete. I have sung in joy for what the Lord has done. I will gather with others and do this today. I will sing songs of our salvation and His promise to be with us even now, and in that moment, I will know the joy of my salvation. But this Advent, day to day, joy has weighed heavy before me. Each night we sing our Advent family song, “O Come, O… Read more A Confession – Longing for Joy.

A Declaration of Peace

Songs influence us in powerful ways. Some get stuck in our heads. Others capture our hearts and shape us forever. When I was a freshman in college my grandmother passed away. At her memorial service, we sang “It is Well with My Soul.” I had always loved that song, but in that moment, the words brought peace to my grieving soul. Years later, I heard the third verse for the first time.  I found a new freedom in life from the “sin that binds.” When my first-born cried unable to… Read more A Declaration of Peace


Expecting carries with it hope for something and often in someone. A better marriage. Kids who thrive in the face of obstacles like dyslexia. Enough income. A clear cancer screen. Hope for something is rarely fulfilled. Our expectations and reality just don’t seem to ever perfectly align. Hope in someone can leave us disillusioned. They didn’t do what we expected them to do. Hope mocks us when we hope for something and in someone. We become tempted to cease expecting. “We had hoped He was the one,” they muttered as… Read more Hope.