How to Have a Happy Mother’s Day When the Kids are Small

Mother’s Day carries with it a sneaky assumption: I should get paid back for all the hard work I do as a mother. 

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Worry: Do Turkeys Feel Happy?

I drove past them along a country road on my way back from dropping my kids off at school: a group of wild turkeys.  I ascertained most were young males, as I saw many tail feathers spread, strutting around like a bunch of young football players at a high school dance.  It was an overcast […]

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The Gospel of Motherhood

She sat rocking her tiny infant – her third child in four years – to sleep in the carrier with her foot.  She sat silently looking at her hands while the rest of us gabbed about ourselves.  Then, one of our group asked her, “How is life for you now as a mom of three?” […]

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Emotional Tool: “I Feel” Statements

There was that day at the beach.  Sunny, windless, and clear.   In my brain, I had built up some ungodly expectations about the amazing adventures we were going to have.  I packed the kayak and everything.  But my hard-working husband told me he planned to do nothing but rest his weary bones on the sand.  […]

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Emotional Tools: Self-Control

To have and to hold: myself – until I come back to my senses. It’s the first thing to reach for: before we even start dealing with the problem. It’s the very first tool. Some call it mindfulness.  Or awareness.  Or curiosity.  Actually, it comes before curiosity.  It’s hard to be curious about why you feel […]

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The Toe Jam of Life

I was clipping my toenails this evening. I know. Lovely imagery. You’re welcome. Every once in a while, I like to meditate on the humanity of Jesus by imagining Him doing whatever I’m doing at the moment. It helps me feel closer to Him. So, naturally, I asked myself: “Would Jesus Christ have ever given […]

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The Nativity: When God Doesn’t Listen to Our Plans

Mary’s birthplan didn’t work.  How do I know?  Well, what new mom dreams of having her baby in an animal barn, on the floor, and laying him to rest in a feeding trough with flies buzzing overhead?  The fact that she didn’t get a terrible infection from the unsanitary conditions was proof alone that God […]

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Cheer Yourself On

Grumbling was definitely more my style. I stood high up on the ladder in the bedroom, with a bucket of paint in one hand, and an edging brush in the other. Thirty minutes ago I finished putting all the kids to bed.  Ten minutes ago I finished cleaning the dinner dishes, and packing school lunches […]

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Survivor’s Guilt

I ran away. I did not lose my house.  I was not in the mandatory evacuation zone.  Yet, after 4 days in the smoke, living just miles away from the flames destroying my town, I left.  I don’t wan’t to tell anyone that.  Mine was not a story of heroism.  But also, mine was not […]

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