Growing up, I think I wanted to be a boy. I wanted to play football, wear flannel shirts, go frog hunting, and play in the mud. My hair was never done…never, and I wanted to hang out with boys because... Continue reading →

  As women, the very idea of leading our daughters in grace is sometimes overwhelming. The radical reality is that we don’t always know how to do it, because we are still learning the process ourselves.  Living, loving, and learning... Continue reading →

  Like most young girls, my two daughters love anything fit for a princess. They skip around in fancy costume dresses and love to cover themselves in their grandmother’s jewelry when we visit! I have always tried to point out... Continue reading →

For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven… Ecc 3:1 We have many seasons in our lives. But sometimes we are too busy worrying about what season has just passed or has not arrived... Continue reading →

I was “three kids deep” in home schooling and a pastor’s wife fighting cabin fever in the stretches of Maine’s winter white. As I scuffled down the hall wrapped in my red flannel robe, I felt acutely aware of the... Continue reading →

As my firstborn daughter has both graduated and turned 19 within the last year, I find our relationship–and my role in it–changing.  For years I have tried to bring her up in the discipline and instruction of the Lord, but... Continue reading →

When I was a young girl, the ‘title’ I most wanted to hold was Mom. I am both honored and humbled that God has chosen to gift me with this name despite my failings and undeservedness. I am richly blessed... Continue reading →

My daughter is a quirky kid. There, I’ve said it. Despite my feeble attempts to make her fit comfortably within society’s norms, her square peg refuses to fit other people’s round holes. For those of us blessed with little girls... Continue reading →

As far as I can remember, I was not a highly emotional child. I had 3 older brothers, so I was always hearing “Be tough” if I fell down or got my feelings hurt. But when I had a daughter... Continue reading →

The words came out of my mouth before I could stop them. I think the other girls at the party will be wearing jeans. Are you sure you want to wear your Easter dress? “I like this dress, Mom. It’s... Continue reading →