The Good Lord gave us beautiful colors in the world around us, and I don’t think for a second that he wants us to only surround ourselves with the most durable colors, the ones that will coordinate with the most things. Read more…
Purpose in Life
Writing and Believing In Your Self Worth
As I began asking other writers about their processes in writing their bio’s, one of them suggested that I ask someone who reads my work and who loves me, to tell me about myself. My reply was that I would have to then believe them. I realized that in order to believe someone else, I would have to first believe in myself. Read more…
The Place of Sin in Our Journey
The older I get the more I’ve come to a different understanding of sin. Frequently. I think we treat little sins as huge ones. But the thing is, it doesn’t matter. It’s not up to us to judge.
Making the Right Decisions and the War of 1776
While I’ve always loved reading about the Revolutionary War, what I feel this book did a really good job of doing, was presenting the mental struggles that these people had to be going through and the consequences of the choices they made. Read more…
Save the Guilt For Sin
“I’ve been sitting here pondering this idea that sin is the only reason we should allow ourselves to feel guilt. I feel guilty in SO many areas of my life. Guilt because I wasn’t able to do something. Guilt because I wasn’t there for someone. Guilt because I ate the last piece of candy. Guilt because I made a decision that based on the information I had at the time I thought best, but then later found out it wasn’t. Guilt because I haven’t gotten something done. I could go on and on and on with this list. I’m guessing you could too.”
These Hands Are Beautiful Just As They Are
“These hands have a glorious track record… I don’t need long nails or polish to make me believe that they are beautiful. They are beautiful in what they have become.
Beautiful Perspective From an Extraordinary Girl
Recently my daughter has been asking to start a blog of her own. As we have the ability to make it private and only let specific people read it, we agreed.
I spent an hour or so one Saturday helping her set up the mechanics of a blog. I tried to be as hands-off as possible, to let her be in charge. I kept reminding myself it was her blog, not mine.
She had been working on her first post for a while when I happened to glance down and see what she named her blog- “An Extraordinary Girl”. That made me smile. Then I paused and reflected.
When I was thinking of what to name my blog and what I wanted it to be known by, I wanted people to know that I’m no one extraordinary. I’m just a Mom who has a passion for writing and social justice. Anyone could be writing words similar to mine but I am the one standing up (virtually) and saying them. I’m just “An Ordinary Mom”, and that’s okay. Ordinary Mom’s can do extraordinary things.
It struck me however how completely opposite her blog name was to the one I had chosen. “An Extraordinary Girl”, it made me smile. It made me happy to realize she thinks of herself in that way. The world will be telling her soon enough that she isn’t. I love her confidence in herself and who she is with that statement. She is extraordinary. There is no one else out there like her. She’s a daughter of God, a person of great worth. I hope she keeps this close to her heart as she grows and experiences life. It reminds me that I too am extraordinary in my own right and not just “An Ordinary Mom”.
