Easter is greater than Christmas

Easter is greater than Christmas

“Which of your Eids is bigger?” my Muslim friend kindly inquired one lazy afternoon. Her mahogany eyes glistened with curiosity as she waited for my…


The hope of Easter all year long

The hope of Easter all year long

Spring is always such a welcomed season.  The winters can be longer and darker in some areas. As soon as the weather starts to creep out of the…


Spiritually starving: Eating, but never really full

Spiritually starving: Eating, but never really full

He was eating. Three years ago, this was the thought I had every single time I looked at my oldest child. The son we’d cried and prayed for through…


Motherhood grows compassion

Motherhood grows compassion

An upsetting thing has happened to me since becoming a mother almost three years ago, an awakening of sorts. Where I once went about my days mostly…


Let go and hang on: A single mother’s perspective

Let go and hang on: A single mother’s perspective

Jochebed moved the bulrushes quietly as she waded knee-deep in the Nile. Inside the wicker basket in her hands, she could hear the soft sounds of her…


How God fills our hearts: And a special Valentine’s dessert

How God fills our hearts & a special Valentine’s dessert

Ever wonder why we can achieve goals or obtain coveted material possessions, yet still feel like something is missing? There are many things in life…


what good moms are supposed to do

Four tips to help busy moms be more like Jesus

When I was growing up in France as a missionary kid, we would sometimes host family or friends visiting from the States.  They would often ask if…


Praying for our strong-willed kids

Praying for our strong-willed kids

When people ask me to describe Harriette I usually say, “a lot.”  She is a lot of everything. A lot of fun. A lot of love. A lot of joy. A lot of…


3 Everyday family moments that can become faith-filled prayers

3 Everyday family moments that can become faith-filled prayers

I will never forget holding my precious, beautiful daughter in my arms and tearfully confessing to my friend, “I think I’m a bad mom.”  At that…