Modern-day Psalms of Lament
Who wants to wallow in sadness? Not me. Even if I did, life moves to fast to lament. Only by accident my tears came streaming. And I got a whole new glimpse of God.
Who wants to wallow in sadness? Not me. Even if I did, life moves to fast to lament. Only by accident my tears came streaming. And I got a whole new glimpse of God.
Kids ask the darndest things. But entertaining the questions well ensures they keep asking—and letting us into their heads. And it allows for some great exercises in thinking critically about the Bible.
Jacob. There are 24 stories about him, the way I count—the exact same as his Grandpa Abraham. (Get our family tree printable to connect some cool family dots). But the climax of the 24 has to be his wrestling match with God—bringing back that famous death grip he had from day one. And it gives us an inside look at his heart.
Most Minor Prophets inspire us to arise and respond to God. Jonah is quite the opposite—simply his story. One in which he rises and runs from God. And leaves us with the ultimate cliffhanger.
I’ve struggled feeling assured I’m getting in the gates. I mean, if I really love God, why would I ever disobey? Instead, I wrestle—like Jacob. My mind fights to rationalize what I should do against what I want to do. There are times it’s not a struggle—when my will and …
Happy New Year, friends! Inspired by the wise men’s belated gifts, I’m sharing a simple joy: Bible Guess Who, where Scripture heroes like Noah and Esther spark laughter, stories, and faith at your table.
This year we started a simple New Year tradition that as a Christian mom, I LOVE.
When my seven-year-old asked for a “real Bible, no pictures,” I knew our Advent needed to grow up too.
No more chocolate doors.
I wanted her fingers turning thin pages, hunting for Micah and Malachi, discovering the Christmas story the way it was first told—prophecy by prophecy, angel by angel.
So I made the Advent calendar I couldn’t find: twenty-five little doors that hide nothing but Scripture.
One version writes the verses out for tender hearts.
The other gives only the address, because learning to find Jesus yourself is half the wonder.
It’s slow, it’s holy, and it’s completely free—made by a mama just like you.
As Advent rolls around, I think of snow falling, a crackling fire, and a cozy blanket from where I rest thankful for each of those. I envision sipping hot chocolate with my Bible in hand while my daughter colors a Jesse tree ornament. Then reality hits: Shopping lists, crowds, one …
Prayer Journaling? With kids? Yesss. Tell me you’ve been there, Mama. You want to pray. You know you should. But it’s feeling dull or rote. Empty. How do we get back to that place where prayer is invigorating, inspiring, and powerful? How do our kids? It’s up to us to …