Category: Family

I Don’t Want To Be A Good Mom

When I found out I was carrying a precious little baby, one of my first thoughts was, “will I be a good mom?” It’s overwhelming finding out that you are responsible for…

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To The One I Love Yet Haven’t Met

With this week being the week leading up to Valentine’s Day, I thought I might do a series of posts directed toward those I love. Come back all week to find more…

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Working Rockstars

I am very new to the stay-at-home-wife gig. From a young age, “work” was instilled within me. You want money in high school – look, I signed you up for an interview…

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What Do You Praise?

Let me throw this out from the beginning: I am not a parent. I know nothing more than what the Bible says about parenting. I haven’t experienced it. I don’t get it.…

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Praise God for His Design for Marriage

There has been a lot of buzz going around this week over at The Light Network in regards to our newest campaign – to shine the light on the darkness of domestic…

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Two. Days.

With a moving truck arriving at our house in 2 days, I can assure you the last 48 hours have been crazy and exhausting and mostly out of control. But you know…

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Big News (We’re Not Having a Baby!)

Just thought I’d go ahead and let the title be a preface for all of the people out there who have been conditioned to believe that when a 20-something posts big news…

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Money Tip Tuesday

In honor of Mother’s Day this past weekend, let me tell you something my mom often tells me: I’m cheap. She means it in the best, nicest way possible, and I know…

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Have You Titus Two’d Lately?

I love the Titus 2 principle! the older women likewise, that they be reverent in behavior, not slanderers, not given to much wine, teachers of good things—that they admonish the young women…

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That’s What Sisters Do

I still remember the day vividly: my oldest sister sat in front of the chair she’d place in my middle sister’s room, tweezers in hand. As a 14 year old, I was…

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