Once upon a time, I had four children under five years old. In those days, some tiny person was always waking me up in the middle of the …
oy with the teenagers, already
No one prepared me for being a mom of teens. There are a million blogs and books and podcasts about the early years of parenting: the sleep …
let’s be adventurous
Yesterday we packed up some snacks and drove to the Museum of the Pacific War in Fredericksburg, Texas. We've been studying WW2, and wanted to put …
my awkward week of solo parenting
For four days, my husband has been on a work trip and I have been parenting solo.For the record, parenting solo is NOT the same as being a Single …
what my son knows about beauty
There we were, sitting in the middle of an expensive jewelry store, just me, my almost-twelve-year-old son, and the fancy ring lady. My broken …
the importance of hospitality
Too much. Too much on the calendar, too much to do, too much to remember.Too many. Too many plates spinning, too many people needing, too many crises …
a gospel for friday: the gift of one less worry in the bunch
I, myself, am very slow to learn some lessons.The most recent example of being liberated from my own dullness is this: my daughter has strep throat …
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raising a confident daughter
Dear Confident Daughter,Gosh, I love you. I love the way the world fits you like a glove made for waving to the crowd. I love the way you naturally …
gospel mama: the dance
Even though my children are now all tall, handsome kids who can soothe my heart when life gets overwhelming and chaotic, some days my mind dwells on …
gospel mama, part 4: empty love
The golden morning sun seeped in through the slits in the blinds and baby birds squeaked outside in the branches of our live oak trees.“Mama!” a …
gospel mama: part 3
I checked my voicemail yesterday. It was an old friend, whom I hadn’t talked to in a few years.“Hey, Carrie! I have been thinking about you so much …
gospel mama, part 2
Exactly who is supposed to explain to a girl that a mama is not magically created when a fertilized egg grows in a woman’s uterus? What dear soul can …
