Gratitude

Can taking pictures with my phone bring gratitude?

I seriously tend to cringe when I hear about "themed" days for bloggers. I think part of it is because I always struggled finding one I liked and could stick with. And honestly, I'm not even sure "Thankful Thursdays" is a thing but it's going to be my thing.

I got the idea from Ann Voskamp actually. In her book One Thousand Gifts, she talks about how taking everyday, mundane, nothing new...

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Bubby, Gratitude, Motherhood

Saying Goodbye to Being a Parent of One

I never thought I would be sad to welcome our second child.

I used to think I would have only one child. Scratch that. I used to think we’d never have any children. I used to think I’d be a teacher forever and that was good enough. And here I am a mom of a toddler boy with our second, a girl, due in a few weeks.

And I can’t imagine life any other way.

 

Seriously, I...

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Gratitude, Struggling Faith

Keep My Eyes to Serve, My Hands to Learn

Keep the earth below my feet

For all my sweat, my blood runs weak
Let me learn from where I have been
Keep my eyes to serve and my hands to learn
Keep my eyes to serve and my hands to learn”
                -Mumford and Sons “Below My Feet”

Rolling over in bed, my eyes squinting open, I can see it’s still dark out. I inhale my husband’s soapy, snuggly morning...

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Gratitude, Motherhood

Mommy’s Little Hero

I’m huffing and puffing, walking up the stairs, trying to carry this squirmy little dude on my hip while balancing a basket of laundry on the other. Asher is laughing and giggling while trying to see how hard he can kick his legs around before mommy drops the basket. Socks are toppling over the edge of heaping clothes, oozing out the sides of my basket. Oozing because Mike’s socks stink...

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Devotions, Gratitude

Gratitude: Disarming the Lies We Tell Ourselves

It starts when I lay in bed for the night. I don’t know what it is about elusive sleep, but I seem to get most of my revelations when I can’t sleep. I started going through the ongoing list I like to title “ME.”

No one does the laundry for me.

No one cooks me dinner.

No one takes care of me, I mean right?

Clearly I do everything. I remember to feed the dogs. I remember...

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Best of, Gratitude

A Salute to the Working Dad

Mike came home from work late and was exhausted. I could tell he needed a little time to transition being home. Sometimes I take for granted that he just worked a twelve hour day and coming home from the chaos of work takes him a moment. I feel like there is all this hooblah out there about working moms and stay at home moms and some ridiculous battle ground gets created about who's better...

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