Twenty-five years ago, I had no idea the intricate fear structure in my soul that influenced my parenting.
Weeding the Soul
May Guest Blog on Crossreads.com My backyard provides God such a wonderful backdrop for my education. Gardening teaches me that many of nature's processes mirror our struggles. Take weeds for instance. What a wonderful metaphor for life’s yucky stuff that embeds in our souls when we are not paying attention. I hate weeding. Our backyard …
Mommy or Me: Who is first?
Ages and Stages Part 4 Mommy or Me: Who is 1st? (Repost from 2014) I think I was in my upper-twenties when the dawning occurred. "I" had become lost in the role of “Mommy”. The decision to be a stay-at-home mom cost us financially but rewarded us with the certainty that we could completely oversee …
When Silence Screams
We must turn off our internal speakers, the daily lists, yesterday's marital squabble, and the spirits of hell that steal our peace. In silence is divine rest.