… teachable moments


I’m sitting at my desk, watching my students come in and interact with each other as they prepare for their day and I’m humbled.

As an educator, I’m not paid much but am reminded daily why investing in these children is more important than choosing not to teach because of salary.

Education is humbling. It’s a big job that causes so many unknown ripple effects & impacts. I teach my second graders quite a bit throughout the year but they educate me, as well. I appreciate how my students and I mold each other.

As you prepare for your day, no matter what it is that you do, walk into your day recognizing that you are in a unique opportunity to honor God in a multitude of ways.
Ask God how you can glorify Him today and don’t shy away from opportunities that he presents you with.

…. here’s to seeing our jobs and careers as opportunities to serve and worship God through how we interact with each other.


… a tiny glimpse


My God, look at this.


Every moment with these girls blows my mind…….. How they think (Ari wants some of my sister, Alyssas’s, lunch. She asks, “Do you like to share??”) really. Again, I’m not around 4 yo’s often but how she thinks blows my mind. How she asks what anything she doesn’t understand means. Anyone want to tell her what ‘peeled’ means? Lol. And, she sings Mumford & Sons, Hillsong United, & Kim Walker-Smith’s ‘Spirit Breakout’.

Her older sister is as sweet as she could ever be. I love our drives and how she rides in the front seat with me talking about God, going over our day, and hearing her compassion, thoughts, and perspectives on things. She tries so hard to be a great big sister and she’s excellent at it. So patient and playing all the “pretend” games that are asked of her.

It’s amazing to witness.

I believe that our homes are the first place children learn about God. They’re the first place children are taught to trust, how to communicate, interact with others, build relationships, and problem solve.

The home is the first “mission field”.

The first place we’re taught to see others as more important than ourselves, we learn how to forgive and forget, how to make a mistake and learn from it. We learn how to be Christians in our home FIRST.

God commanded us to be fruitful and multiply, to make disciples. Our marriage counselor says to “raise little Jesus'”!!!!

What if we all raised little compassionate, kind, patient, and forgiving children who will leave their homes and head to preschool, elementary/middle/high school, or college ready to be that same person to the world. These children will grow up to have broad perspectives about the world, God’s people, & their their places in the world. They will be taught that they can do all things through Christ and how to be strong and courageous in The Lord.

How amazing could these children of ours be when they be when they believe that their worth in the body of Christ is huge & they can shake up this world for God just a little bit of faith?

Could we learn to (wisely) trust other member’s of The Body and choose to share our struggles with each other the way God intended?

How much more impactful could believers be? Could our churches’ become? And, how many more souls could be saved and lives renewed?

20130719-191827.jpgTHAT is what I think about everyday. This is what I think of when I’m looking to God for everything I need to be patient, kind, merciful, and forgiving moment by moment.

I know that my actions are important. That my actions are bigger than me, the moment, and my feelings.

It’s about Christ.
How I relate to whoever I’m blessed to entertain or host in our home, speaks volumes about my God and who I am in Him. Who I believe Him to be.

It’s about the most amazing and perfect example of love, grace, mercy, and forgiveness and how we strive to become like him daily.

How we help each other to get there.

It’s about being “little Jesus'” in our home so we’re comfortable and confident enough to show Him to the world.

…. here’s to focusing on our roles and depending on the only man who is able to help us to become more like Him.

*** swoon ***
How love this tiny glimpse of what it is like to raise little people who love Christ to their core.


… little grasshopper

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You know what I find hilarious (besides the fact that I’m accepting that I cannot scroll up or down on Thomas’ Mac mousepad? … I’ve tried consistently, I can’t do it. :()

…. all of the things you think you will or won’t do when you have kids.

I do NOT like matching the girls. I feel that they should wear their own outfits, be their own persons, and communicate their own style. Complimenting in terms of pictures – yes. Matching – no. We’re shooting our Give1Save1 video tomorrow and I fought the temptation to style them in matching colors/concepts. SMH. Now, I’m considering what I should wear and if Thomas and I should compliment them.

I think that’s too much and that we should just be “us” without forcing anything but man is the temptation to look “perfect” a struggle.

As you can see, Aliya and I wore matching jeans today.
Her request.
And, I balanced a line today. My auto response was “Absolutely!” Then, I thought, “… But, we’ll be matching…” (Again, I hate matchy, matchy.)

But, there we are, pictured above, in all of our matchy jeans glory. And, I enjoyed it. Very much like how I enjoy her trying to style her hair like mine.
(Makes my heart go pity pat!)

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When I have the girls my focus is very much what they look like. I would hate, hate, hate for them to look disheveled or unkept while they’re with me. So, naturally, I semi-panicked (on the inside) about the fact that they had one SPOT of polish on their hands and that Ari’s curls didn’t fall exactly how I wanted them to and I may have felt some sort of way when she looked in the mirror and said her bow made her look like a clown.

Me: A clown? mmmmmmmmmm-kay. Not really but do you like your hair?
Me: ??? Oh.. okay! *** CONFUSED!!!!****

But really…….
Who cares if we match, or don’t match. Who cares if they have perfectly polished nails and toes. Who cares if they’ve lost a bow or aren’t wearing their nicest outfits to church every Sunday.

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As much as I am a believer and an advocate of presenting yourself well, I also want to teach that what you look like isn’t nearly as important as who you are.
And, that they aren’t synonymous. And, that the value placed on both of these entities are communicated in the most suttle ways.

I hope I remember that later on.

That walking out of the house and into the world looking picture perfect with my perfectly matched and accessorized baby isn’t nearly as important as how I treat others around me.

I hope I remember that a peaceful, patient mama is more valuable than a well put together, irritable mama ….

I hope I remember how easily these things are forgotten in the exhaustion and hubbub of the day. I’m sure I’ll put pressure on myself to “get it”…..  to do everything right….. to feel and be capable and efficient….. to look the part of a “successful” mama in whatever ways successful means to me, that I could lose sight of what ought to be my goal and end up being a cantankerous, drippy faucet type wife and mama. And, I will end up sending my husband to the corner of the roof. (Proverbs 25:24; 27:15 )

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I try to remember that my responses aren’t ever about me…. that I am an example of my Father to the world – unbelievers of all ages and believers in various stages of their journey.

That we effect each other. We can encourage and inspire or we can derail and offend.

 We aren’t perfect in any sense of the word, we all can have behavior outbursts (remember my most recent “expression” here?) but the most important thing is:

what do we do when we’re done?

photo 5What I have learned is that our moments aren’t ours alone but that we are just extensions of each other. We affect each other in ways that we may never see or can imagine.

We are here to help, encourage, support, guide, lean on, depend, entertain, uplift, and care for each other. With our words and actions. No matter how we’re feeling.

That is what I’m finding is most important and the most challenging.
Treating others with kindness no matter how I feel.

… here’s to beginning our days with prayer and devotion. to set our minds on the only One whose power and grace we depend on to become more and more like Him. 🙂