Sleep Training

Sleep training.  Probably two words that have brought most of the anxiety I’ve felt as a new mom.  It has been the source of many tears—Gabriel’s and my own.  It has been the yard stick by which I measure how good of a mom I really am, as I compare how well I’ve done it to how well (and really how fast) other moms have done it.  Today, while I watched and listened to my son fussing in his room from having been laid down for a morning nap, I heard the LORD say to me, “I will never leave you or forsake you.”...

In the Garden

If you know me well, you know that I absolutely love hymns.  I may be one of the few in my generation, but there’s nothing like them to me.  Their melodies soothe me, and their complete theological thoughts teach me and bring me peace.  My favorite hymn for a while has been “In the Garden.”  The lyrics begin, “I come to the garden alone, while the dew is still on the roses….” 

MOTHERHOOD VS. FINGERNAIL

Motherhood.  A 10-letter word that evokes so many emotions.  Before my son was born this January, I had a very limited understanding of what this word means or would come to mean to me. 

Fingernail.  Another 10-letter word that for me has evoked many emotions in the last several months.  I know you’re wondering why in the world I am connecting the two.  I am connecting them, though, because God connected them for me...

Excellence vs. Perfection

For years I’ve heard that God wants us to pursue excellence instead of struggling with perfectionism.  Someone clever reading this might ask, “What about Deuteronomy 18:13 (“Thou shalt be perfect with the LORD thy God”) or 2 Timothy 3:17 (“That the man of God may be perfect, thoroughly furnished unto all good works.”)?  In both verses, though, the words in their original languages refer to one being complete  and even innocent as opposed to striving for perfectionism, or the “highest degree of [excellence]… and rejecting anything less.”  Other translations reflect this fact...

 

Brand New Mercies

Everyone told me it would happen.  I’ve got to be honest and admit, though, that I didn’t believe it would be, could be that bad.  Everyone told me while I was pregnant that those days were some of the last days when I would get good sleep.  I rolled my eyes internally, because people love to give you devastating information that you didn’t ask for when you’re pregnant.  (What is that about anyway?  People delight in telling you their horror stories and watch you to see how you respond...