My friend Jaye hates Mother’s Day. It’s because she isn’t one. Not that she doesn’t like kids or couldn’t get pregnant. No, it’s because Jaye never married and refused to have a child without having
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My Mother’s Way
My mother’s way… or bust? “She had a way with food, gardens, and men.” Aunt Millie’s smile always widened as she told stories about my mother’s ways. I recalled many nostalgic stories while driving to
Read moreGod’s Heart of a mother
“This great God,Like a mammy bending over her baby, Kneeled down in the dustToiling over a lump of clayTill he shaped it in is his own image; Then into it, he blew the breath of life,And
Read moreNot Sure I Want to be a Mother
Woke up this morning and barely made it to the bathroom before tossing my cookies. I can’t imagine going through another eight months of this. My mother-in-law warns me about all the weight I’ll gain
Read moreHonoring Our Parents
Listen to your father who gave you life, and do not despise your mother when she is old. Proverbs 23:22 “We needed your parents information, not your grandparents,” my teacher said. “I am sure your
Read moreJust Give Them Jesus by Nan Trammell Jones
A stiff breeze caught the horses’ manes and flicked their golden locks onto the young girl’s cheeks as she nuzzled her four-legged friends. Chelsea* had come a long way from her troubled childhood. Through the horses’ unconditional love she was beginning to heal from a young life marred by the unspeakable. She felt acceptance. She felt valued. And she was beginning to open her heart to the Savior’s love.
Read moreMentoring: It’s a Beautiful Thing
Stephanie says, “As the sun began to sneak a peek through the horizontal lines of my mini blinds, I was reminded that another hectic day awaited me. It wasn’t easy being an early bird and a night owl in the same skin, but as a single mom who was struggling to be all and do all, I didn’t have many other options. Each day held its own basket full of burdens for a girl who wore too many hats and didn’t realize the significance of her role as a mother. I was a single mom without Christ, without a clue, and without a mentor.”
Read moreLove The Feeling, Love The Action
Three weeks after my first child was born and two days before my husband, Mike, left for a month in Laos, Mike and I went out to dinner. Over dinner, we talked about what the
Read moreThe Year of Firsts
THE YEAR OF FIRSTS by Jean Ann Williams Imagine a young son who has struggled his whole life with pain and illness. His parents have cared for his physical needs and felt responsible for his
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