Being bold and walking confidently.

It’s a pretty bold statement to say you put the future of your kids life in God’s hands. But, when they turn 18, let’s face it, the ground work has been laid. Yeah, I look back and ask, did I pray enough, did I read enough books, did I put what I read into practice, I could go on and on. The bottom line is, my only security is God, and his sovereign plan for their life. Turning ashes into beauty if needed, working all things together for His good. My plans for my kids life are most likely not …

I am one lucky gal…

Who knew I was so dang lucky. In my home growing up, being a kid was easy and staying out of trouble was not that hard when your mom made it her mission to keep you there. Oh, I got in plenty of trouble, but it took a lot of energy, time and planning. At the time, I wished for nothing more than space, I mean there was really nothing more annoying than a mom in your business when you are busy trying to navigate through middle school clicks and high school trouble. I had a serious dose of …

If I only knew what my mom knew…

If I only knew what my mom knew. Yes, you get to an age when you actually say it and believe it. My mom had a way of raising kids and handling the trials and tribulations that go along with it, confidently and with ease.  She knew when to get involved in our problems, when to butt out because it was really no use, and she knew when to call in reinforcements. (Just maybe there was some word on the street in our tight knit cul-de-sac  she could tap into) When your child is upset, you want to fix what …