Category parenting
The Dough is Rising (even if you can’t see it)
I love to bake bread. Cooking isn’t exactly my favorite hobby, but I’ll happily stand for hours in my kitchen letting sticky dough cover my hands, it’s one of the few places I find peace. Even more so if I can share the process with little hands squishing (and usually eating) dough with me. There’s […]
Mothers, Look and You Will Find Secret Treasure
Motherhood in the little years, it seems to me, is something easily taken for granted. Something we secretly hope ends quickly, and we cover an eye roll when people tell us we will miss these years, that we will wonder where they went. We should listen more closely and reverently to those who warn us. […]
Love and the World Within
We don’t understand love. We think we do, we think it is this nebulous thing that drifts between us and makes us happy and warm. Something that makes us feel like we belong, that makes our hearts stop hurting. Something that takes away our loneliness and says, you’re okay, you’re good. But I think perhaps our […]
The Hope of the Morning
There is a quietness in the morning, before sleepy voices greet me, where I have the opportunity in the stillness to dwell on hope. As little feet scurry down I breathe a moment and pray for these little boys in my care, I pray for the men they will, by God’s grace, become; and I […]
Mothers, We aren’t Good Enough
Some days I miss college. I miss affirmation and the proud look a professor gives when you provide an answer of which they approve. I miss a letter or number grade that tells me I’m succeeding and accomplishing something. And I miss the simplicity of my decisions only affecting my future in academics. Motherhood comes […]
Oceans Never Fill 