Life Moment #4: Love

So ladies and gents, how many of you have ever looked or your spouse and questioned:

  1. Who is this man/woman I married? What happened to my real husband/wife?


  1. Wow! How blessed I am to have such a hardworking, devoted, loving spouse! He/she has blessed my life in countless ways!

If you’re anything like me, I would have to say that these statements/questions pop into your mind on occassion. It doesn’t matter which of the above thoughts you have so much as it matters what you learn from those thoughts in regard to your spouse and to yourself. Both thoughts (or something similar) is just one more key to unlocking the most priceless chest in the world, the heart of both you and your spouse.

I admit it.

Life hasn’t been easy. Marriage hasn’t been easy. Parenting hasn’t been easy. Some day, maybe…..hopefully.

However, through all the messy and through all the joy, one thing that has led me in all my relationships (friends, family, kids, marriage) is:

“Love covers a multitude of sins.” 

                                 1 Peter 4:8

Only six run-of-the-mill words, but when used together carry great weight.

I don’t know about you, but I forgive quickly. I forget quickly. I, more-often-than-not, forgive someone for his/her wrong before an apology is even offered, before he/she can admit to his/herself the wrong committed against me. It’s very seldom that wrongs done against me stay on my mind or even in my mind.

I like to think it’s because I choose to be over it, to love rather than be angry.

And I hope it’s something I can teach my children, that it can influence others to follow God.

May God richly bless your marriage.



A Great BIG Uh-Oh

How many of you mothers and fathers out there act like the tooth fairy when your precious child loses a tooth?

We do!

Personally, we play Santa, the Easter bunny, and the tooth fairy.

Recently, my 5yo lost a tooth and placed it under her pillow. I like to have the kids put their tooth in a little plastic baggie so it doesn’t get lost. I also like them to put it on the bedside stand so it’s not too hard for the tooth fairy  to retrieve.

So, she did all the above.

However, the tooth fairy did a BIG oops!

Mommy forgot to take the tooth and put the dollar in the plastic baggie.

My daughter, sometime in the night, made a pallet beside our bed. When I got up this morning to get her up for school, I saw that tooth baggie on the bedside stand. Right at the moment I saw it, she walked over to it and looked at it.

Her face fell and she just quietly laid down on her bed.

At that point, I tried sneakily to grab the tooth baggie and put a dollar in its’ place, but out of the corner of her eye, I believe she saw me. She still hadn’t said anything. I asked her to get up to get ready for school and she did, looking all down and stuff. I asked her what was wrong and she said something about her tooth. I told her to look where her tooth is/was. She found the dollar, still disheartened.

As she stood before me, still disheartened, I asked her again what was wrong. She went on to tell me that the tooth fairy didn’t come, that dad had her tooth and she wanted it back.

Long story short, I convinced her that the tooth fairy had come and she had the dollar to prove it. She still wasn’t convinced so I told her if the tooth fairy didn’t come then she had to give the dollar back. Well, she then decided, skeptically I might add, the tooth fairy had her tooth and she was keeping the dollar.

I am totally unconvinced that my little fabricated story holds any weight with her. She’s one smart cookie which is either my bad luck or her good fortune, maybe both.

Anyway, at what ‘old’ is too old to keep encouraging belief in Santa, Easter bunny, and the tooth fairy?

I mean, I want my children to be honest at all times, but if we are constantly encouraging belief in something that is not real, aren’t we, in fact, lying to them… essence, teaching them to lie?

My sisters and I grew up believing in all these things and we are no worse for wear, but…….

We have taught them that Saint Nick is real, but just not as he is taught to be in society. They know eggs do not come from an Easter bunny, but the Easter bunny brings eggs and Easter snacks every year.

All of my young children believe with a little bit of skepticism.

Maybe I worry too much……


Smiles to you and Happy Parenting!


I am restless this evening.

I have a million things on my sleep-deprived mind and no answers to be found.

And I don’t feel like I accomplished anything today!

Where do I go from here?

Yes! I should be sleeping. Between the waking with baby and hubby snoring, the early morning routine on little sleep is starting to kick my behind by the time Wednesday rolls around. If I was a coffee-drinking woman, I’d probably be drinking 6-8 cups a day. Funny thing is, maybe that’s a normal day in the life of a coffee-drinker but I wouldn’t know because I obviously am not one!

Okay a little w(h)Ine with my cheese, but adulting sucks sometimes.


Temptations and Self-Control/Discipline

When January 1st rolled around, I set a goal, as most of us do each new year in the form of a New Year’s resolution. My goal, I decided, was to give up Dr. Pepper. I wanted to give it up just to get healthier. I don’t know about you, but drinking six+ cans a day to nothing is a hard feat to master. At first, my resolve was up. I can do this! I kept telling myself. Over and over. Day after day. I can do this! And I did……..

For a few weeks, but then I started getting headaches which progressed into dizziness…..

and dizziness is terrible!

My resolve started to wane.

I was dizzy




I started complaining about the headaches and feeling dizzy, quite frequently I might add.

One day I decided, one Dr. Pepper wouldn’t hurt me so I drank a Dr. Pepper just to curb the dizziness.

Then a few days later, another.

And so on and so forth.

Finally, my husband decided its cheaper to buy a pack of them. At first I said no, not to do that because, you know, easier access. At least if I was having to drive somewhere to buy one I wouldn’t drink as many.

Regardless, he did, but he hid them.

My sons acted as Dr.Pepper police and would only get me, from hiding, one can a day. The oldest even told me one day, you’ve already had your one can for the day.

And then I found them!

It was over! Now I could drink them at my leisure. One a day progressed to three a day.

My point here: self-control, self-discipline.

Self-control/self-discipline is a very important concept for us to learn and apply daily in our devotion to God.

Didn’t Jesus exhibit and master self-discipline/self-control when He walked the earth? Did He not have plenty of reason to give in to temptation, while remaining faithful and strong to His purpose?

My husband and I have been hitting this topic pretty regular with our children, trying and trying to help them learn it.

But, it came over me last night, in a conversation with our 12-, 8-, and 5- year old about self control during their fits of anger, that I have not exhibited self-control in my cravings for Dr. Pepper. They witnessed that journey with me. They saw my struggle of going without. And they saw me fail and give in to the temptation.

Now, I ask myself, how can I teach and preach self-control, if I am failing to exhibit it myself?

It was a very sobering thought!

So, back to the drawing board I go.

……And God is faithful, He will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. – 1 Corinthians 10:13

I have always believed not only do children learn from their parents but vice versa as well.

Never have truer words been spoken.

Happy parenting!


Silence is Golden

Not to long ago, my son that goes between two homes said to me: “mom you talk to much, go sew or something (my hobby!).” It may sound a little rude, but to understand him is to understand his response. We bantered back and forth a minute or so then he said, “I go from a house where I am barely spoken to, to a house where everyone wants to talk constantly.”

Like him, I am not a big talker by nature. I enjoy the silence. I enjoy getting lost inside my head, trying to work through everything that has gone on in the day. I enjoy my alone time, as fleeting as it is.

At the same, I understand that being around others who are encouraging is uplifting. For many years, as a child and into adulthood, silence has been my friend, not because I don’t enjoy other people, but because talking all the time is exhausting.  My mind gets tired of trying to keep people entertained in conversation or in activity.

As a child, I didn’t talk much out of shyness.

As a teenager, I didn’t believe anyone wanted to listen to what I had to say.

As a young adult, it was a combonation of both.

And now, in my late thirties, I just don’ t care to talk much. Everything that can be said, has been said. Now, I just want to…..



And I can hear more in one moment of silence than I can hear in hours of  conversation.

People really do just talk to darn much.

But, back to the beginning, I do go back to sewing or whatever task needs me at the time because I understand his need for silence. However, knowing what’s happening in his life keeps me going back to ‘talk’ to him periodically even if our talks are as short as, ‘hey buddy, I love you,’ or so.

Because, even in his silence and mine, I want him to know (1) he’s loved and (2) I am here if and when he needs me.

I’m really here. I’m not just present. I care about him. I care about his life. He makes a difference in my world and in the world as a whole.

Mostly, I want HIM to know that he’s somebody and to somebody, he is everything.

So no, I will not leave him alone.


Life Moments #3 – It’s Not the Years in Your Life that Count, but the Life in Your Years – Abraham Lincoln

My husband and two of our sons is at their group meeting tonight which is a lock-in at our church. They are members of a group called Troops of St. George which is similar to Boys Scouts. The group gets together at least once a month – fathers and sons – to pray together and to engage in learning skills to be used throughout their life. My hope for them being part of the group is to grow their relationship with God and to continue a life-long commitment to our Savior in what vocation He puts on their hearts.

So, for this evening into some time tomorrow, it is just the girls and I. I appreciate the chance for a little less umm…..I will got with noise…I appreciate the chance for a little less noise, but to be honest, I have a love/strongly dislike relationship with this commitment each month. I love it because, as I said, it’s a chance for my boys and my husband to grow their faith among like-minded individuals (more on that word choice in a moment), but I strongly dislike due to the fact that life seems so unbelievably busy for all of us that it tends to kick our behind most of the time. I sincerely believe my husband and I do not get enough quality time together to talk, to be silly, to relax, heck to even sleep decently most of the time. However, it is a sacrifice I am willing, albeit grudgingly sometimes, to make. In the end, their faith is an important matter.

Now as for my word choice mentioned above: like-minded individuals……People are all different. I do not have any prejudices and I hope my boys can be the light that brings others to God. However, I want for my children to devote their life to God in whatever vocation he puts in their heart. We, as Christians, have a responsibility to (1) live as God is asking us to live and (2) witness through our words and actions to others. With that said, having the influence of like-minded peers encourages us to stay strong in our faith. Therefore, these meetings once a month are surely a blessing to our family,  in more ways than one.

Another blessing from the meetings is the chance for me to spend time with my four girls, bonding and learning of our own. They are young, the oldest is eight and the youngest just six months. We aren’t part of a group as of yet , but maybe sometime in the future. No matter though because we can still grow our faith.

Right now my husband and I are spending the oh-so-very-important quality time with our little ones, setting the foundation of what’s most important in this life: faith. For that, we are grateful.


Finding Myself as God Created Me to Be

Motherhood began for me at the age of eighteen, when I became pregnant with my first child. I was young, carefree, and selfish. Nothing had prepared me for such a life-changing commitment of selfless love or sleepless nights. Since that oh-so-young age, I have had eight more babies. Although I nursed each and every one of them, the five oldest were nursed for only the recommended six weeks and then put on formula. I loved my children, but the older I got, the more giving I became. By the time my girls came along, nursing lasyed to about twelve months old. As every mother learns during that first pregnancy, breastfeeding has many benefits including, but not limited to building the immune system, bonding between mother and baby, and a happier infant in general. With my five older children –all boys!, I was young and didn’t know quite as much as I did when I had my girls. However, it wasn’t just knowledge of the many benefits of breastfeeding that encouraged me to nurse longer with the girls. I changed. I grew up. As selfless as I had learned to be with my boys, I was more mature or even less selfish when the girls came along. Almost thirty with five children already when I had my first daughter, I felt like an old pro when it came to raising kids. I was much more settled in my life, married by then focusing on my husband and children. My ‘work’ was at home where my pay was love from my husband and children. Additionally, the biggest change for me was devoting my life and my family to the Lord. It was at that point when I truly began to understand what it meant to be a mother. These days, as I am nursing my youngest – six months – I watch her in awe as she suckles at my breast, trusting me to provide that nourishment for her. But it’s even more amazing to understand that through God’s design, I am providing much more than just food for her. I am teaching her how to trust, how to love while providing sustenance to her body so she can survive. I am not only building her immune system as well as countless other physical benefits, but I am also fostering an unbreakable emotional bond with her and creating, in her, solud emotions for her own life.

Through my faith, I have learned that my role as a wife and a mother is much more valuable than just cookung meals and changing diapers. I have much mord to offer my husband than a housemaid and to my children, more than someone who kisses booboos and readx bedtime stories – all of which is ver enjoyable for its’ own reasons. I have been called to nurture my family. As stated in Proverbs 14:1, “the wise woman builds her house, but the foolish woman tears it down with her own hands.” To me, the most virtuous act I may ever perform is that of being a wife and a mother. Now, in the daily drudgeries of life, when motherhood has me questioning my own sanity, when stress seems bigger than my rock and doubt is bigger than my faith, I look to the most awe-inspiring verses in the Bible to put it all back into perspective. My favorite verses remind me of what being a wife and mother really means. I remember just how important it is for me to keep striving, to keep loving, to keep giving, to keep going amidst all of life’s struggles.

Eight of my favorite verses are:

1. In the day I cried, You answered me, and strengthened me with strength in my soul. – Psalm 138:3

2. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. – Philippians 4:7

3. Three things will last forever – faith, hope, and love – and the greatest of these is love. Let love be your highest goal. -1 Corinthians 13:13 – 14:1

4. Trust in the lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to Him and He will make your paths straight. – Proverbs 3:5-6

5. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. – Philippians 4:13

6. She is clothed with strength and dignity; and she laughs without fear of the future. – Proverbs 31:25

7. No one has ever seen God; if we love one another God lives in us and his love is made complete in us. – 1 John 4:12

8. ….be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry. – James 1:19