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His heart was pounding as he ran towards the mountain of evil before him. The mountain was huge, evil and dark, but there was no fear in the heart of the young man. Only resounding courage and trust in the God of his fathers. When the giant fell, all the doubters gathered around David and cheered in joy while courage sprouted in their hearts and they rose to fight on to victory.
She shuddered as the servants relayed the way her husband had treated the men that had spent the winter protecting their flocks. She knew the anger of their Shepherd Warrior leader would be kindled, and with good cause. There was no one to stand in the gap, so she ordered her men to saddle her donkey and she rode out toward the impending doom, alone. Later, David thanked the Lord for sending Abigail to speak peace to his heart and prevent him from shedding blood. 
These are just a couple of the legendary stories and people we read about in the Bible. We all want to be like David and Abigail.
Peter, Mary, Paul, Rahab – they are all role models many of us have looked up to since our childhood. We all want to be like them: followers of God with fire in our hearts and bold courage shining through our actions. We dream of being Kingdom shakers and mountain movers. And we long to see the same traits in our children. So many times I have planned out ways to make my children be like these mighty people. But that is my pride speaking. I can no more make my children warriors of faith than I can create a thunderstorm during a drought. This is an article I wrote for the Kaylene Yoder Blog. To read more click here! 
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 I have wanted to be a graceful Mom ever since I first dreamt of having a child of my own. For so long I have had a picture come to mind when I think of graceful motherhood. A tall, slender woman, with a skirt that gently brushes the floor as she finishes washing her dishes. A gentle smile is on her lips and her eyes are always prone to laughter. She speaks in a kind manner, and her words are like Wisdom herself.
And I sigh because…that is so not me. And I feel less than. Not good enough. Wanting. But recently I have come to realize that I may have it wrong. Perhaps graceful motherhood is crying with your child when they are hurting. Perhaps it is taking off the “perfect Mom” mask and getting real. Maybe we should be pursuing our children’s hearts rather than chasing that perfect look. Because what if the real graceful Mom’s day is full of stains from messy hands and pineapple juice kisses? What if her kitchen isn’t perfect but her kid’s are happy and secure? What if being a graceful Mom means leaning into the hard and the messy and making it through with the grace of God? Maybe the graceful Mom doesn’t always say it right, but her heart shines through her words and her “children still rise up and call her blessed.” {Proverbs 31:28} I recently watched “Love & Friendship”, a new release based on a novella by Jane Austen. Lady Susan fits the picture of a graceful woman perfectly... {continue reading} I am guest posting for my lovely friend Carmen, over at Married by His Grace. You can read the rest of the post here. :) |
I am on a journey to know Jesus better, and be the wife, mommy and friend that God created me to be, all within the walls of my own little home. <3
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