When my daughter was just starting to talk, I remember wanting to make sure we always said grace before meals. Growing up, my family knew how to say grace, but we didn’t do it regularly, and especially not in public. As I’m teaching my daughter to say grace, sometimes I’m tempted to skip public prayer if we’re dining at a restaurant. But let me tell you, my four year old never skips grace!
Hearing implies listening. A simple concept but a difficult application. There is so much white noise in and around us, but it’s not the soothing, white noise that helps us to relax and puts us to sleep.
I was horribly late getting this piece turned in. The burdens of my life were getting in the way. Some of the burdens were big, but most were everyday burdens – what to cook for dinner, the kids arguing with each other, a lack of sleep because of a little one who still wakes up each night in need of extra snuggles. But the burdens felt heavy and instead of setting them down, I was gathering the burdens more tightly to myself and dragging them along.
Finding balance in our busy lives is hard. This year, my aspirations of autumn “me time” in a quiet café with a pumpkin spice latte are cooling off faster than my re-microwaved home brew. Here are some ideas to reclibrate and practice holy pruning. It's all about your vocation.
College move-in and what it revealed to me about my changing role as mother to a young adult.
My mom to-do list was a mile long, but a snow day was a sweet reminder that everything really is grace.
