It was a combination of sheer joy and laughter, mixed with tears and near breathlessness. I called my husband first. Like, while I was blubbering, I called him. And then my Mama, my sister, my best friend Ashley. And then after I told the few people that I just HAD TO tell, I sat in our guest bedroom, in front of a wall length mirror and just praised God. Y’all, if God replays a highlight reel from our life, I really want to see this moment again. It was precious. It felt sacred. I felt different. I was carrying life. In my womb, I was carrying the very essence of God in me. LIFE was beginning and I was officially a mother. God was knitting together a child for me that he already knew, that I had no idea about. That moment was the beginning of a changed life.Read More
Let the children come.
Let them yell, scream, cry and interrupt. Let them ask a million “why” questions. Let them see their mom and dad love and teach and encourage. Let them see their parents confess, repent and be prayed over. Let them experience the presence of God among men and women that are desperately in need and want of him.Read More
Prayer is our life line. It is our first line of offense, a weapon while in the battle and our last line of defense. I know this to be true, but I often find myself praying only after the battle has begun. Praying while in the midst of a frustrating moment is the best thing we can do. Not only is our faith stirred up, the Holy Spirit begins putting our eyes back onto the truth.Read More
Some days I wake up and I think to myself, “this life is too good to be true.” And then I wipe a couple poopy butts and think, it’s not too good to be true, but it’s truly good. I seriously love my family, they bring me so much joy.Read More