Bird's Eye View

I look around the room and notice the other children sitting still. One little girl is at the table next to ours so Judah asks to go sit over there. I allow him to, but neither she nor the adults seem interested in a conversation so he doesn’t stay long. Another little boy that just came in is sitting quietly on his mother’s lap. He looks a little younger than Judah, but still old enough for comparison. It could be possible that he’s just not warmed up to the new setting yet. We did arrive on time (aka way too early in Bajan time) so Judah and Ezra already had a good run around the room and worked up quite a sweat. When I first arrived, I wondered how the evening would go with so many tables…just sitting expected? But here were these other children sitting. Was my child missing out on being forced to sit still all day at school? I really wouldn’t want that for him, but it did cross my mind. Was he normal? What about ADHD?   During dinner, I notice the ‘quiet boy’ is staring down

In becoming a parent, I knew it was my responsibility (and not the church’s) to train my child and teach him about the Lord. I did the usual books, Google searches and talking to people. I found many great suggestions, but it was difficult to find a step by step practical guide. So I thought I’d share what I’ve pieced together so far. Year by Year The Voddie Baucham sermon 'The importance of Biblically disciplining children' got me excited with his breakdown by age. In summary, for the first 3 years, you are focusing on obedience, so that you can prepare the children to learn from you. Then, secondly, whenever they begin to talk they will be learning the facts of the Faith. This is done through memorizing Scripture, catechisms and songs. And thirdly, when the children are about 12 years old, true discipleship begins as you are able to walk with your children through life experiences. We have been able to start the first two phases with Judah (he turns 4 later

My 30 Yr Old Trophy Husband My husband does the usual things any reasonable 20something year old would do, like taking out the garbage, washing dishes and changing diapers. He’s generally a better cook than I am (though he has pretty much taught himself out of a job by now) and according to Judah, also tells better bed time stories ‘from his mouth’. I could tell you that he never puts things back, that he procrastinates and even struggles with sin, but I won’t. That would go against proper social media etiquette of being totally one sided. Plus it is his birthday after all. What impresses me most about Mario is that he leads by example and with such patience and grace. He depends on Jesus and is constantly improving. When we were adjusting to being new parents (back in the day, lol), we quickly realized the ‘me vs you’ struggle. Someone had to get up in the middle of the night. Both of us were exhausted. But if he refused to do it, he was forcing me to. My darling husband ch

I feel like Peter right now. I was fine, I knew the Lord pretty well. We had a good thing going on. I had Faith. I stepped out and I was walking strong among the doubters. Then I lost it. How on this earth did I start to sink?!? I knew who He was, I saw him calm a storm before, so I knew that this little wind wasn’t an issue. But here I am, still sinking. And I don’t know what to do. What else can I do? I’m saved sanctified, Holy Ghost filled blah blah blah. But here I sink. Most of my doubt has to do with God’s Sovereignty. We got a Christmas gift one year with these words inscribed on it: “Faith is not believing God can, it is knowing that He will.” It boggled my mind then I realized that it was incorrect. Can anybody really say what God WILL do? I mean for things he hasn’t explicitly said. I believe His Word and the promises therein, but I cannot say that God will heal a friend’s unfruitful womb, or save a failing marriage. He thinks children are a blessing and He hates divorce

Today has been a productive Day! I may be writing this post to boast a little, because, very often, my days do not feel productive. Don’t worry, I’m about to burst my own bubble: My house is a total mess. My mother would refer to it as a pig sty. So how on this earth can someone, whose job is to clean the house, have a messy house and claim a productive day? I’ve been asked what a stay-at-home mom does. Out of genuine curiosity, one friend asked if I, like, went to the supermarket and stuff. At that point, I only had one child. And the answer would have been ‘No Way’! (luckily the friend had to run off before I could concoct an answer) How on this earth would I hold the baby in my hand and walk around the supermarket picking up stuff and then somehow lift the grocery bags on the bus? The thought alone gave me cold sweats. Suppose we had a diaper explosion in aisle three?!? I would faint! That was then. I’m a little better at mothering now (I think). But today was productive. I pre