Life

When Life Interrupts

When Life Interrupts Your Plans by Leslie Ann Jones

I had big plans for this little spot this morning. They were plans of a hot cup of coffee, my Bible, my journal, and a couple of hours of uninterrupted quiet.

But then my littlest love woke up with a bad case of the sniffles, and we played hooky from school and got donuts on our way to the drugstore instead.

It's not the way I planned it, but that's OK. Life rarely turns out the way I expect it to, but I'm learning to roll with it. At least I'm trying.

So, instead of a morning out here, I'll take a bit of quiet time during naps instead. It all works out in the end.

I hope you're all having a wonderful week-after-Easter. My heart is still full of all the goodness of #HolyWeekWithJesus. I'm so glad I got to share it with you. I hope we get to read the Bible together again soon! I'll be leading a group through Ephesians this summer. More details to come as it gets closer.

Until next time, grace and peace.

Prayers for My Children

Prayers for My Children by Leslie Ann Jones

Can we just take a minute and talk about how hard parenting is? We've had a rough couple of days with this one. There have been lots of tears, hurt feelings, broken rules, raised voices, and just plain grouchiness.

It has not been fun.

It's been the opposite of fun.

But tonight, after we tucked the girls in bed, I spent a few extra minutes with this one. We talked about sin and forgiveness and grace and repentance. And we talked about how our love for her is limitless, but how there are still consequences for behavior. 
And then I prayed for her.

I prayed for grace and mercy and forgiveness. I prayed that the Lord would lead her and guide her and help her to be the person that he wants her to be. I thanked him for her tender heart. For her silly laugh. For her sweet spirit. For her artist's soul. And I asked Him to be with her. To show her the way. And to make her His very own.

It's so hard to see the seeds of sin flourishing in her little heart. As a mom who's just a tad-bit overprotective, I want to march right in and rip it out, but nothing I do can save her from it. I can't fix it for her. Only God can. She is a sinner in need of grace. We all are. But seeing it in your child?? So, so hard.

Until next time, grace and peace.

Sometimes You Just Get a Case of the Hiccups

Hey y'all! Hope all is well in your corner of the world! We had a wonderful holiday with our family, but now I'm just looking forward to getting back into our routine. I don't know about you, but I'm a sucker for a good routine. With the shop launch and all the changes going on in my work life, it's been a while since I've shared anything personal. But y'all. I just can't hold this one back.

Sunday night was the Hanging of the Green at our church, and all the children's choirs performed. My big girl had her very first solo, and she was so excited. She's been singing the song so much over the past few weeks that her 3-year-old sister knows it just as well. We'd been looking forward to the performance, and apparently, so had everyone else. The sanctuary was packed.

But y'all. The poor little thing hiccuped her way through the whole entire solo. Literally. It was both precious and hilarious, and I was so proud of the way she pushed through. 

See? Is that not one of the cutest things you've ever seen?? She handled it so well, but I'm afraid that if I had been in her shoes, I would have been mortified and paralyzed by the fear of looking silly in front of nearly everyone I knew. But not Micah. She just giggled and carried on as best she could.

This morning, I got to thinking about all the little things in life that we just can't control, hiccups included, and I realized that I could stand to learn something from my dear little daughter. Lucky for you, I'm here to pass it along: When you get a case of the hiccups, you can try standing on your head or swallowing water upside down or any other crazy remedy you may have heard, but in the end, there's nothing that you can do to cure them. All you can do is giggle and move on. The recovering perfectionist in me really needed that lesson. 

Apply that piece of wisdom however you see fit. You're welcome. Until next time, grace and peace.