If you’re feeling overwhelmed, stop right where you are. If you’re feeling like the mundane is getting the best of you, stop right where you are.
I need you to take a step back, take a deep breath, and think about this for a second.
From when your child is born, until they leave at age 18, there is about 958 Saturdays. That’s almost 1,000 Saturdays and that seems like SO much! Maybe that number is overwhelming to you, thinking about the bad days and the hard days and the days that don’t end…but here’s the kicker. If you put 958 marbles in a glass jar and look at it, it’s nothing! Every single one of them represents one Saturday, and they dwindle down way too fast.
At 27 years of age, I feel like I’ve learned a lot.
One of the most important things I’ve learned is I cannot do anything on my own. I am weak. I am broken. I am only human, living in the flesh.
God meets me right where I am, and my friends, I pray He meets you wherever you are, as well. There is nothing too big for Him to handle, give Him your burdens and He will help make your load light.
I didn’t get to this place overnight. It’s taken years.
I feel like I blinked and 2018 was over, yet at the same time, I feel like it took forever.
2018 was…a mixture of so many emotions.
2018 taught me so much about joy, patience, heartbreak, grief, happiness and gratefulness.
I’ve been really struggling.
Although, I didn’t make that realization until a couple days ago.
Almost 11 months ago, we uprooted our life in Grand Rapids and moved to Big Rapids. In those 11 months, we lived in a garage at my parents house, we had a new baby, Jon got a new job (still in Grand Rapids), built a house, moved into that house, and lost my aunt to cancer. It’s been a crazy time.
Two kids (who were two-under-two for most of that time) kept me very busy. Continue reading
I’ve been meaning to post this for awhile now, but I haven’t been able to find the words to convey my heart.
I remember back when Z was born, and he slept in the crib his first night home. I had so many people comment on how shocked they were that I didn’t have my son right next to my bed, “I’d be up all night worried about him” and “what if he wakes up and cries because he’s scared.” So many different voices…
Well for one, we had a video monitor. For two, I knew he was safe in his crib, and three….I KNOW WHATS BEST FOR MY CHILD. Continue reading
A recent tragedy last weekend took a sister in Christ, a devoted wife, a young mama and a friend to so many much too quickly from our community. I am positive she impacted everyone who knew her, in her life and her death. My husband worked with her and says “I cannot think of another person who has impacted soooo many lives on such a deep level.”
I am humbly reminded that our time is not our own, and this place is not our home.
I posted this photo on Instagram last night. It's so precious, right?
Well let me tell you a little story about this photo, and probably 97% of all the other photos I post. Continue reading