You know that old adage. “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all?” Yeah, well, that’s kind of how I feel about 2016.
I completely understand that this whole calendar thing is man-made, and I know it means nothing in terms of reflecting the inner-workings of God and His ultimate time-table.
I totally get that.
Still, this year, these past 12 months, have been a doozy. Both personally and as a family.
Christmas is in 2 days!!! YAAAAAAAY!!!! If you saw my previous post you know that last week was a doozy, but I shook that junk off and I’m so excited to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ!!!
We have a fun weekend in store, and like most of you it includes doing some baking. While I’ll personally be sticking to cookies this time around, I thought it would be a great time to share my stepdad’s amazing sweet potato pie recipe. Before I get to it, let me share some things with you.
Into the mud rolled the big fat truck, and his big important wheels got STUCK! His heavy-duty dump-truck tires were sunk down deep in muck and mire.
MUCK AND MIRE?!!!!!
Without fail, my 4 yo will always, always pause and place extra emphasis on this part of the Little Blue Truck. She thinks it’s hilarious! I typically burst into uproarious laughter with her, but after reading it this last time it hit me in a different way.
Sunk down deep in muck and mire.
Leave it to a children’s book, granted an excellent one, to give me pause as I stopped to reflect upon the current condition of my heart and mind.
Waiting is hard. We want what we want and we want it now.
When our timing doesn’t line up with God’s it can leave us feeling downtrodden and discouraged; isolated and alone.
It’s important that we remain faithful and focused on the Lord during the wait, and I want to tell you about a devotional that will help you do just that!
I never expected to be a mother.
At first, it just wasn’t on my radar. My husband and I married at nineteen. We were in the middle of our college degrees and between our schooling, careers, church ministries, and building our newlywed life, the thought of becoming pregnant would send my mind into a panic.
Fast forward two years and I had the baby fever and I had it bad!
We graduated from college, moved out of our {awful} double-wide trailer and into a little blue house in the country. Life settled into a more predictable rhythm. It was time. It was time to add that tiny human to our family. And so with much excitement and anticipation for our future, we started “trying”.