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Category: Single Parenting

  • Anybody Got The Trust Thing Down?

    “You’re not my mom, Mom.” When my 6 year old said this we all chuckled a bit that while referring to me as Mom she declared me “not mom.” Lately my sweet daughter has discovered that she can wield a pretty hefty weapon against me. Unfortunately, I still haven’t figure out the proper defense. My…

  • Are You Okay with Broken?

     Broken. One of those words that doesn’t bring a lot of joy.  Who wants to be broken?  Broken things.              Broken bones.                             Broken relationships.                                                   Broken vows.                                                                         Broken homes.                                                                                                 Broken hearts. I assume we are all on the same page and don’t want that word to describe much if anything in our lives.  In fact, the…

  • The Study I Didn’t Want to Do

    More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.  Romans 5:3-5 This morning my Bible study…

  • Blissfully Aware

    Someone shared with me recently that if a fire fighter trips and hurts himself while trying to save you from your burning house, you can be sued…for a lot of money. I’m not sure why my friend shared that with me…well, maybe it was a subtle encouragement regarding the clutter in my home. Golly, I…

  • What do I pray…really?

    This past week I received a Facebook message which asked me what I pray…really. It was an interesting question. Have to admit being a bit taken aback because I tend to write a lot about what I’m praying. But maybe the question needs some further thought. What do I really pray about? I remember in…

  • Me, The Hermit, and a Molasses Cookie

    I’ve become a hermit. Hermit\ adj., living in the desert. 1 a: one that retires from society and lives in solitude esp. for religious reasons: RECLUSE 2 : a spiced molasses cookie When I started this blog I was meaning more the recluse definition but I think I’m going to go with “a spiced molasses…

  • My Lists and My Lord

    Sanity in the Storm Why is it that I’m most productive, energetic, and awake after eleven pm?  Seriously.  Why can’t I be a morning person?  Actually I think I would be if I would just GO TO SLEEP ALREADY!  I know if I put my head on my pillow I’d be sound asleep in seconds and yet…

  • Grief Upon Grief Upon Grace Upon Grace

    I wrote this blog last week and hadn’t posted it yet because I can’t seem to catch up with school, work, and house…well pretty much anything. I was sharing with a friend some of things that I’ve been thinking about and writing about lately. This dear friend challenged me to share a happy post I’d…

  • Is Life Ever Gonna Be Normal?

    “Everything is going on around me as if nothing is happening…as if my world is not crashing…exploding…imploding…” I remember thinking those words when my marriage began its shattering. Nobody knew. And life continued. I recall standing up before a class of 5th and 6th graders teaching them grammar and thinking, “How do I do this?…

  • Me and My Stuff at His Feet

    A few years ago I gave my testimony at church and sang the Casting Crown’s song, “At His Feet.” It fit so well with where God had brought me. He had brought me to a good place. But I’ve stepped away from that place many times carrying what I should have laid at His feet.…