I’ve heard it twice now. But it was the second time that got me. Something along the lines of,“You knew what you were signing up for” after I disclosed the fear and pain of potentially seeing this little one leave. Why, yes. Yes I did. We walked into this with eyes wide open. We accepted the likelihood of sending children back after loving…
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Motherhood and the Six Year Adventure Slump
Are there any other moms out there who remember the life they once lived? You know… before children. Am I the only one who misses it? Because at the risk of sounding ungrateful and whiny, I sometimes pine for my old life. The way it was exciting and wide open and untethered. I miss living unrestricted to do big stuff with God….
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Trusting God with the Pain of Foster Care
“Won’t it be hard if you have to give him back?” The nurse asked sheepishly as we chatted between head measurements and weight checks. I pinched my lips into a solemn smile and nodded the tiniest of nods. I’ve heard the same question from a dozen others who have been brave enough to ask since this New Chick joined my nest. But just like in the pediatricians office, I…
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Foster Care Means More
Foster Care means more mouths to feedmore hineys to wipemore fingernails to clip.It means another car seat to buckleanother nose to wipeanother body to bathe.Foster care meansmore visits to the doctormore appointments to keepmore gas in the car. It means more laundry more dishesmore sweepingmore working.It means more vomitmore snotmore tanglesmore poopmore pee. It is more agencies to deal withmore systems to navigatemore people in your…
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Dear Bride to Be {Series} So You Don’t Have a Man
I know you.You’re young. And single. A Jesus follower who reads the Word. You go to work, out with friends, on random dates. Your life is full and you can’t complain. Still. There is an ache in your heart for “the one.” Maybe I haven’t met you, but I know you.Because I’ve been you.I know what it is to yearn for a…
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A Mess
Originally posted on www.ourthrivelife.com. Feeling sick all day, along with a rainy evening, meant one thing in my book: grits and eggs for supper. The family gone to church, I decided to cook some up just for me. I put the grits in the microwave (I know, they’re better on the stove…ain’t nobody got time for that) and moved on to…
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