Mother’s Day from a Different Perspective


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I’ve LOVED seeing all of the posts and pictures honoring mothers. Mothers really are special people, and are worth being recognized. 

But my heart hurts for those woman who have experienced the loss of a child, in utero or outside of utero. My heart hurts for the women who want children but for whatever reason, can’t have them. My heart hurts for those women who have children, but are the only parental figure. My heart hurts for those women who have children but whose children have chosen a path that is not how they were raised.
You don’t have to physically give birth to be a mother.
So for those of whom I’ve already mentioned, I feel it too. I feel the pain, and the loss. Knowing that something “should’ve been” but isn’t, is painful.
Thank God I have a relationship with someone who helps me sustain my faith. Thank God He has a plan for my life outside of babies. Thank God He is bigger than me. And thank God He is loving me through this day.

Field Day Deja-Vu

Well hello again blogging world…it’s been a while. Two months actually. Sorry for the leave of absence, but let’s just say that these past 4 weeks have been full of emotions and chaos and confusion and excitement…it’s been a roller coaster to say the least. Whenever I feel comfortable sharing with the world what has happened within the past 4 week, I will. But for now, for this post, I’m not talking about the past 4 weeks.

I’m talking about today.

Today was Field Day at school. About a week ago one of our PE teachers asked me to be in a dunking booth. You know – the one where students throw balls and you sit on this diving board type seat and if they hit the target you go plunging into a small pool full of chilling water??? Yeah, that one. I willingly volunteered for this because it immediately reminding of me something I experienced about three years ago.

Three years ago my husband and I went to Colorado to be leaders at a Young Life camp called Frontier Ranch. Anyway – the point of the camp is to lead students to Christ and experience Him in a way that is life changing. There are a couple talks each day, and the rest of the day is scheduled craziness and free time and fun. It’s insane. Wednesday is known as the “night that never ends” because it.never.ends. The talk in the evening is the “sin” talk. This is the night that the students are forced to self-reflect on their lives, and their choices, and their baggage and if they are living for Christ. Let’s just say it’s a very emotional night. After this talk, the whole camp turns into a Western theme, and there are carnival games where the students can earn tickets. The students then take these tickets and “buy” a pie to throw at their leader’s face. The students are so upset, and so full of emotions, that we let the students take it out on us. It’s an amazing picture, and act of selflessness. And although I hated being messy, it was totally worth it to let the girls that I led take out their anger on me. I was more than willing to be ‘that’ for them to work through their thoughts and feelings in order for them to come to realize that Christ is what they need.

Again, so when my PE teachers approached me and asked me to do this, I gladly said yes. There are so many times during the year that I am constantly on a student’s case – and pushing them – and challenging them. I gladly sat on that seat, and let them throw a ball at a target. And let me tell you, I was rocked. I got to the point that it was hard to breath. It was back to back to back. Don’t underestimate the arm of a 3rd grader…it’ll get you.

So, to these students, throw your little hearts out. You’re worth it.

dunk tank

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Today I drew a red X on my hand.


Today is Shine A Light On Slavery Day. Drawing a red X on your hand gives you the opportunity to tell people that slavery still exists, and that you won’t stand for it. My post yesterday was about passions, and how I don’t want to just care about something but I want to be active, and I want my life to reflective of those passions. This small, what seems to be insignificant, act of drawing an X on my hand has opened so many doors just TODAY to sharing it’s purpose, and spreading the world about the enditmovement.

Traffick 911 also teams up with the enditmovement as their purpose is to end child sex trafficking in the United States.

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