Molding Into A Lady...

Redeeming The Time

2026-08-18T15:47:01.703-07:00

If there has been one thing that I have constantly noticed in my Bible studies, as well as in my observations of life, is that of redeeming the time. That particular phrase has stayed with me, ever since I first paid close attention to it in Ephesians 5:16, "Redeeming the time, because the days are evil." That particular verse has been quite poignant for me.

As a Christian woman, who happens to wear many hats (wife, mother, sister, friend, daughter, etc.), that phrase often comes to mind as I go about my day. Sadly, there are many times I do not heed its admonition to me, but rather decide to go contrary to it. Yet, I cannot escape it...Nor, do I want to.

With so much vying for my attention in this world, and being the creature I am, it is very easy to get distracted from how the Lord wants me to live my life. Every aspect of my life should be revolving around Him: His message, His glory. How often do I find myself neglecting Him, though? Much more often than I care to admit.

When I am focused on Him (His message, His glory), I find that my life is so much sweeter. Everything I do, say, think, or feel, finds itself being filtered through the lens of my Lord Jesus Christ. Important moments carry that much more weight. The most menial of tasks take upon themselves a glory that otherwise would have been overlooked, because I am doing it unto Him. "Whether therefore ye eat, or drink, or whatsoever ye do, do all to the glory of God." 1 Corinthians 10:31

I do not want to be standing before Him at that great day where His saints receive and/or lose rewards, finding that I have lost so much more than I gained. The heartbreak is not that I do not have all these crowns to wear and of which to boast, but rather to know how despondent it would be to have wasted so much time, talent, and treasure that could have glorified the Risen Saviour.

He is my motivation. As Paul says, "I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus," Philippians 3:14. Now, mind you, He is my desired prize, when my heart and mind are dwelling upon Him. When they are not focused upon Him, well, whatever temporary pleasure(s) my heart desires, becomes my goal.

With all these things in mind, I want to discuss something, that for the past year, has been a great burden upon my heart. This matter is one that we all must face: our eventual parting from this plane of existence.

Eternity is ever looming before us. All of us sense that there is more to our lives than just our existence upon Earth. There is a general "knowing" that our souls will travel somewhere else, once they leave our bodies. The question is, where?

Those closest to me know that last year, I lost my one of my beloved siblings to a devastating cancer. She and I were very close, and losing her has been one of the most painful losses I have ever experienced. However, her loss has been even greater of a pain, because I know not of her final destination.

Though we were so close to one another, there was a great chasm between us for years. "Can two walk together, except they be agreed?" Amos 3:3. Obviously, that answer is, "No." As it happened, there were many things with which we disagreed, because of our differing spiritual viewpoints.

Over the years, she sat up front to my Christian life... The good, the bad, the ugly. Through it all, we had many a spiritual discussion, and debate. At times, our differences kept us at arm's length with one another...But, our sisterly love always drew us back together.

One thing that we both always appreciated with each other was an unbridled vulnerability. Our talks of God, Jesus, salvation, along with all the questions about God's character, the brokenness of mankind, were raw, real, and honest; and, they were many. I am so grateful for each moment of honest discussions with one another. I did not know how quickly they would be cut short.

Knowing that up until she was no longer able to communicate, she indicated a great difficulty in trusting in Christ. She adamantly, but respectfully in our talks, refused to respond to the gospel by trusting in Christ.

Her rejection of Christ has greatly grieved my heart this past year. However, I know that even if she could not communicate with us, as long as she had breath, she could communicate with the only One who could save her soul--that knowledge does give me great comfort!

I have lost others with whom I was close, and loved dearly. Nevertheless, her passing has affected me in such a deep way. One resounding thought never leaves me whenever I think of her, and where she currently is (or isn't): If she still rejected Christ, to the very end, the Bible is clear--she is in Hell.

"And fear not them which kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell." Matthew 10:28

"He that believeth on him is not condemned: but he that believeth not is condemned already, because he hath not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God. And this is the condemnation, that light is come into the world, and men loved darkness rather than light, because their deeds were evil." John 3:18-19

"There was a certain rich man, which was clothed in purple and fine linen, and fared sumptuously every day: And there was a certain beggar named Lazarus, which was laid at his gate, full of sores, And desiring to be fed with the crumbs which fell from the rich man's table: moreover the dogs came and licked his sores. And it came to pass, that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels into Abraham's bosom: the rich man also died, and was buried; And in hell he lift up his eyes, being in torments, and seeth Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom. And he cried and said, Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus, that he may dip the tip of his finger in water, and cool my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame. But Abraham said, Son, remember that thou in thy lifetime receivedst thy good things, and likewise Lazarus evil things: but now he is comforted, and thou art tormented. And beside all this, between us and you there is a great gulf fixed: so that they which would pass from hence to you cannot; neither can they pass to us, that would come from thence. Then he said, I pray thee therefore, father, that thou wouldest send him to my father's house: For I have five brethren; that he may testify unto them, lest they also come into this place of torment. Abraham saith unto him, They have Moses and the prophets; let them hear them. And he said, Nay, father Abraham: but if one went unto them from the dead, they will repent. And he said unto him, If they hear not Moses and the prophets, neither will they be persuaded, though one rose from the dead." Luke 16:19-31

One notable thing about this last passage is that it was not indicated as a parable. All other parables Jesus shared, always were indicated that they were parables. From my understanding, this passage in Luke is an account He shared of real people who had passed: one to eternal torment, and one to eternal life. Knowing that the condemned man desired that his brethren be warned, I cannot help but think that if my sister were in the same place, she, too, would want her loved ones warned...

However, if she cried out to the Saviour before parting this Earth, she is with Him, at this very moment! I will see her! She is completely healed, completely enraptured in His love, and would want her loved ones there, too!

"For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved." John 3:16-17

"For we know that if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens. For in this we groan, earnestly desiring to be clothed upon with our house which is from heaven: If so be that being clothed we shall not be found naked. For we that are in this tabernacle do groan, being burdened: not for that we would be unclothed, but clothed upon, that mortality might be swallowed up of life. Now he that hath wrought us for the selfsame thing is God, who also hath given unto us the earnest of the Spirit. Therefore we are always confident, knowing that, whilst we are at home in the body, we are absent from the Lord: (For we walk by faith, not by sight:) We are confident, I say, and willing rather to be absent from the body, and to be present with the Lord." 2 Corinthians 5:1-8

"But of the times and the seasons, brethren, ye have no need that I write unto you. For yourselves know perfectly that the day of the Lord so cometh as a thief in the night. For when they shall say, Peace and safety; then sudden destruction cometh upon them, as travail upon a woman with child; and they shall not escape. But ye, brethren, are not in darkness, that that day should overtake you as a thief. Ye are all the children of light, and the children of the day: we are not of the night, nor of darkness. Therefore let us not sleep, as do others; but let us watch and be sober. For they that sleep sleep in the night; and they that be drunken are drunken in the night. But let us, who are of the day, be sober, putting on the breastplate of faith and love; and for an helmet, the hope of salvation. For God hath not appointed us to wrath, but to obtain salvation by our Lord Jesus Christ, Who died for us, that, whether we wake or sleep, we should live together with him. Wherefore comfort yourselves together, and edify one another, even as also ye do."

1 Thessalonians 5:1-11

Desiring to redeem the time, for the days are indeed evil, I urge every one who reads this article to consider where they will go when they die. All this past year, I have been contemplating that reality that my beloved sister is currently facing. Knowing that she is just beyond this mortal veil, in one of two places, and would be earnestly desiring her loved ones to be warned of the wrath to come, compels me to urge you to take stock of your eternal home. Even more so, my beloved Saviour says this:

"And he said unto me, These sayings are faithful and true: and the Lord God of the holy prophets sent his angel to shew unto his servants the things which must shortly be done. Behold, I come quickly: blessed is he that keepeth the sayings of the prophecy of this book. And I John saw these things, and heard them. And when I had heard and seen, I fell down to worship before the feet of the angel which shewed me these things. Then saith he unto me, See thou do it not: for I am thy fellowservant, and of thy brethren the prophets, and of them which keep the sayings of this book: worship God. And he saith unto me, Seal not the sayings of the prophecy of this book: for the time is at hand. He that is unjust, let him be unjust still: and he which is filthy, let him be filthy still: and he that is righteous, let him be righteous still: and he that is holy, let him be holy still. And, behold, I come quickly; and my reward is with me, to give every man according as his work shall be. I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end, the first and the last. Blessed are they that do his commandments, that they may have right to the tree of life, and may enter in through the gates into the city. For without are dogs, and sorcerers, and whoremongers, and murderers, and idolaters, and whosoever loveth and maketh a lie. I Jesus have sent mine angel to testify unto you these things in the churches. I am the root and the offspring of David, and the bright and morning star. And the Spirit and the bride say, Come. And let him that heareth say, Come. And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely. For I testify unto every man that heareth the words of the prophecy of this book, If any man shall add unto these things, God shall add unto him the plagues that are written in this book: And if any man shall take away from the words of the book of this prophecy, God shall take away his part out of the book of life, and out of the holy city, and from the things which are written in this book. He which testifieth these things saith, Surely I come quickly. Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus. The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen." Revelation 22:6-21

Blessed Father's Day

2026-06-21T09:29:06.238-07:00

Once again, I am delighted to celebrate Father's Day, in honor of my husband. I am grateful for the childhood memories with him in the making for our wee ones. By God's grace, they will have a right perspective of what it means to have a loving father.

He comes home, and is filthy. Not just a little filthy; but, a LOT filthy. Before he takes off his cap, you would think he had become ten shades darker. Then, you see where his cap protected part of his forehead, which shows quite a stark contrast to the rest of his exposed face.

His arms and hands look the same. You can see that he is getting quite a nice tan, thanks to good DNA. :-) Yet, before you see the tan, you see the filth; and, when you glance back at his face, you see a gleaming row of white teeth: showing an irresistible smile, that always captivates your heart.

The clothes... Oh, my. That is not water that drenches them. The blue jeans used to be a solid denim blue, too. Now, they are transforming into a darker shade, mixed with lighter shades (where they are getting worn), than what you remember seeing them as, when first purchased. Oh, and the holes. Well, people actually pay lots of money, to get the look that he earns naturally.

Ahh, married to a hardworking, God-fearing man. Not just any man, though. My man. The father of our children.

My children are blessed with a father who loves them. In the scorching summer heat, he labors to insure that their needs are met. Though tired from a strenuous work day, he is prepared to play with his older children, or give mama's arms a reprieve from holding our newest baby. He chooses them, over himself, daily. He desires their hearts.

He sings to them from a soul full of worship unto our God. He prays over them, desiring God's best for them. He readily shares the glorious truths of God to their attentive, and easily distracted, ears.

He is ever prepared to be tackled by a rambunctious li'l boy. He happily anticipates the moments that his li'l girls come running for him, as soon as they hear he's arrived home. He gleefully enjoys our littlest one yearning for him, as soon as he hears Daddy's voice. He delights in his children.

Children, for whom he achingly prayed for years; yearning to hear a li'l one say "Daddy," and mean it for him. Children that have been used of God to refine him, and teach him of his relationship with his Heavenly Father. Children who are the heritage of the Lord, not ever expected to receive, yet ever grateful and in awe that they are his.

As his wife, and mother of his children, I get to observe their relationships with each other. Beyond measure is my heart blessed, to see the love between them: To watch how effortlessly our children rush to their daddy's arms for protection from their fears in the night; delighting in how cheerful our children are when they see him; catching Dear recognize himself in his children, and then voicing his appreciation to God for His love and long suffering with him; knowing that he does not take this role lightly, and seeks to guide our blessings as God would desire, is an incredible gift.

My children will never have to doubt their father's love. They will know that their daddy works hard, because he loves his God, and his family. They will know that Daddy sees his work as a labor of love.

They will never have to wonder if Daddy delights in them. They will feel safe in Daddy's embrace. They may want out of it from time to time, (especially if they are "wrastling"); but, they will never fear harm from it.

They will delight in seeing Daddy come home. Daddy will be their hero: the best man there is; the strongest; the most handsome... Daddy will simply be the greatest!

Our sons will want to be with their daddy: to learn to be just like him. Daddy will probably get swamped with lots of artwork, from adoring fans. They will want their daddy's approval, and will most likely get it. :-) Our daughters will, someday, want a God-fearing, hard-working, loving man as their husbands...Just like they watched their daddy be.

When Daddy comes home from a long day at work, our children's joyful laughter will rejuvenate those sore muscles. Those hugs around his neck will melt his heart... Every time.

Our children will excitedly await Daddy's Bible time with us. Daddy always does it best! He can amazingly transport us to Bible times, with his wide array of voices and imagination. He can explain the hard things so easily to us.

Our children will enjoy having Daddy sing to them. His strong bass, and love for the Lord, make hymns and spiritual songs all that more potent. They will probably join in with the singing, giving it all they have!

Oh, how I love seeing my beloved, holding our children in his strong arms. Arms that are strong, yet can delicately hold a newborn. Happy Father's Day, Dear. I love you!

In Honor of My Grandmother

2024-11-21T18:35:00.000-08:00

This morning, one of my cousins shared a post on social media, memorializing our grandmother's home-going, thirty-five years ago today. All day, my mind has been filled with memories of her. She was quite the special woman to me.

Even though I had not even been on this earth for a decade when she passed, I can still recall much about her. Thankfully, I lived within walking distance from her home, and was blessed to visit her practically any time I wanted. Even before I could exercise that volition, my parents ensured that we frequented her home regularly.

Being the matriarch of a large family (eleven children, with multitudes of grand and great-grandchildren prior to her passing), she gifted all of us with one another. Due to that gift, shared memories of her are vast and wide. Many of the things I know of her have been due to my family's oral tradition.

Combining the family's collective stories with my personal memories, I can attest that this woman was a rare jewel. She had a way of making each of one us feel special, without inciting jealousy. She was an amazing chef, seamstress, quilter, farmer...The list goes on and on. Yet, without a doubt, she was the best grandmother a girl could have.

Though she was not one to tolerate foolishness, (I vividly recall her non-idle threat to correct me if I dared climb the apple tree in her back yard), she was tenderhearted. Thankfully, I have a photograph picturing one of my cousins and I brushing her long, silver hair, that normally she kept tidy upon her head in a bun (reminiscent of Corrie Ten Boom). Once I started kindergarten, I frequently caught the school bus from her house. Even if I had already eaten at my house, she made sure to feed me from her kitchen table, before I was allowed to wait outside for the bus. (It was from her table I gained my love of cottage cheese!)

Many a night I stayed at her home, always with another cousin (or more) to share in the delight of being at our grandmother's house! Many a meal, many a family gathering...So much joy did she bring to our family! She cherished us, and to this day none doubt her love.

She was a God-fearing lady. Her love for God undoubtedly motivated her ministry to her family; for that, indeed, was what she did--ministered. I do not know if she would call it such, but I definitely would! Listening to others' accounts of her listening ear, advice, feeding the multitudes of family and friends, being sure to let the family know what God expects of them, and more, her life was a living testimony.

I cannot tell you how often I miss her. Every day I pass by her picture hanging upon my wall. I wonder what advice she would share with me. I long to sit a spell and hear her recount many a story. I am sure she would have much to give, seeing as this year would have been her 109th on the earth, were she still with us. I miss her, greatly. Even now, tears threaten to fall from my eyes. However, this one thing for which I am certain: I will see her again. She is not dead, but living. God is not God of the dead, and she is more alive now than she was here below.

"Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies. The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil. She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life. She seeketh wool, and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands. She is like the merchants' ships; she bringeth her food from afar. She riseth also while it is yet night, and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens. She considereth a field, and buyeth it: with the fruit of her hands she planteth a vineyard. She girdeth her loins with strength, and strengtheneth her arms. She perceiveth that her merchandise is good: her candle goeth not out by night. She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff. She stretcheth out her hand to the poor; yea, she reacheth forth her hands to the needy. She is not afraid of the snow for her household: for all her household are clothed with scarlet. She maketh herself coverings of tapestry; her clothing is silk and purple. Her husband is known in the gates, when he sitteth among the elders of the land. She maketh fine linen, and selleth it; and delivereth girdles unto the merchant. Strength and honour are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come. She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all. Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the LORD, she shall be praised. Give her of the fruit of her hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates."

Proverbs 31:10-31

"He is not the God of the dead, but the God of the living: ye therefore do greatly err."

Mark 12:27

"But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope. For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with him. For this we say unto you by the word of the Lord, that we which are alive and remain unto the coming of the Lord shall not prevent them which are asleep. For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first: Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord. Wherefore comfort one another with these words."

1 Thessalonians 4:13-18

Learn From History

2024-05-17T08:29:00.000-07:00

I have always thoroughly enjoyed history. It has always captivated my mind. As a young girl, I would often daydream of traveling back in time to experience what it would have been like for me to live in a certain time period or event.

Nowadays, as I educate my children, I am relishing the moments wherein we delve into history; not so much the "whats," but the "whys." Sure, the facts (dates, names, etc.) are important, but even more important are the things that led up to them occurring in the first place. Not only do we get a better understanding of the people and cultures, but we also have opportunity to gain wisdom to either avoid pitfalls, or follow the right footsteps.

What about the parts of history that belong to us? Oh, how we love to laud ourselves! Whether in false humility or open pride, we never mind it when our past achievements and good deeds go announced. Yet, when our failures and sins are brought to memory (from whomever for whatever reason), we are not as comfortable.

No one likes being the bad guy. No one likes failing. We know that the winners write the history books, for a reason.

How can we learn, though, if only studying the successes? Even the Lord insured that in the Bible, the many sins, failures, and defeats of countries and individuals would be faithfully, securely recorded; not just the "good times." Why? "Now all these things happened unto them for ensamples: and they are written for our admonition, upon whom the ends of the world are come." 1 Corinthians 10:11

It serves no one well to change history. We ought to see it as it rightly is: the good, the bad, and the ugly. Not so that we can shame others, but to learn. The book of Proverbs is another good place to look, that educates us on the good and the bad.

Now, to my own, personal history...I used to try to avoid thinking about quite a bit of it, as I have much for which to be ashamed. Yet, the memories are there: both in my mind, and others.

However, I have been learning to embrace it all. I do not relish in my sinful past, but rather accept it as part of me. I made those choices. I committed those wrongs. I own them, along with the consequences. I also seek to receive the lessons that my history can teach me.

Do I wish that I would have hearkened to sound wisdom? Certainly! Do I, with great sorrow, regret being a poor testimony for the Lord? More than words can say! Do I wish that I never would have hurt folks by the wrongs I have done? Absolutely! Do I cringe when I recall, or am reminded, of mistakes, sins, and the like? Most definitely!

How often I daydream of what it would be like if I were to time travel, and be a mentor/guide to my younger self! All those errors, erased! All those missteps, mistakes, and sins, averted! Yet, it is but a dream. Dreaming of fixing my past will not help me today.

My past can help me navigate today and tomorrow, though! Not only can it help myself, but they can be pillars of remembrance for my children, and for any who care to learn from my errors so that they can avoid pitfalls. Most of all, my past reminds me, and can testify to others, of the marvelous grace of our loving Lord.

He, in spite of my failures, has been faithful. He knew, from the moment I came to Him for salvation, that I would fail much in my life. I did not know how often I would fall on my face, be deceived, err, disobey, rebel...shame His name.

In spite of me, He still saved me. Why? He promised to save any and all who would come to Him. He is the faithful One.

"For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved." Romans 10:13

So, though my history causes me to hang my head in shame, more often than I share, it also causes me to look up to Christ. He is inextricably woven into it. I can see His loving care throughout my shame--allowing me to go only so far, but also allowing me to experience the sting of sin. I can see His correction in my life, to bring me to repentance. I look back and see how He never forsook me, but was ready and waiting for me to come to my senses and quit with the foolishness. I can look back and see that every time I repented, He helped me get out of the ditch and back onto the path. I can look back and see Him.

"And ye have forgotten the exhortation which speaketh unto you as unto children, My son, despise not thou the chastening of the Lord, nor faint when thou art rebuked of him: For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son whom he receiveth. If ye endure chastening, God dealeth with you as with sons; for what son is he whom the father chasteneth not?" Hebrews 12:5-7

"As many as I love, I rebuke and chasten: be zealous therefore, and repent." Revelation 3:19

History has a reputation of being repeated. However, knowing and learning from history can allow us to make the right decisions. Whitewashed history does us no favors. We can learn from observing failures and wrongdoings just as much, if not more than, as we can observing triumphs and righteous acts, (Read I Corinthians 10; 1 Thessalonians 1:7; 1 Peter 5:3). Let us learn from our own errors, and that of others, so as to avoid them in the future.

What God Can Do!

2024-03-12T09:38:00.000-07:00

Eighteen years ago, I seriously doubted that my husband would attend the little Baptist church I had found. Although we had visited other churches in the area, and attended church (infrequently) back in my home state, he seemed greatly opposed to this one. Oh, he gave me one excuse after another. He even got angry when I came home from my first visit there.

Nevertheless, after a few visits on my own, he finally decided to attend a mid-week meeting with me. That choice alone was surprising to me: most folks are more comfortable coming to the main Sunday service. On our way home from the meeting that night, I was delighted to learn that he wanted to go, again...Quite the turnaround from being angry and obstinate!

After a month of attending church meetings, as well as private Bible studies with the pastor in our home, something changed. I still remember that night, vividly. He had approached the platform to pray, after the preaching ended. I had never seen him do such a thing in times past. So, on our way home, I asked him: "Did you get saved?" No, he had not...at least, not yet. He did admit to wanting Christ's help, though.

So, as he took our dog out for the evening, he looked up in the vast night sky, and called out for the Saviour to SAVE him! When he returned inside our little apartment, there was a DIFFERENCE. I was looking at a CHANGED man. I could see the peace and joy overflowing from his soul!

From that moment on, my husband has been a man on fire for God. Having been someone who would mock preachers, to becoming one himself...What a privilege to watch God work in his life! Today, it is a JOY to celebrate when Christ rescued and transformed my husband!

My husband's personal testimony

"The Great Discovery: The Valley of Vision," Puritan Prayers and Devotions

2024-01-20T13:25:00.001-08:00

"Glorious God,

I bless Thee that I know Thee.

I once lived in the world,

but it was ignorant of its Creator;

was partaker of Thy providences,

but knew not the Provider;

was blind while enjoying the sunlight; was deaf to all things spiritual,

with voices all around me,

understood many things,

but had no knowledge of Thy ways;

saw the world,

but did not see Jesus only.

O happy day,

when in Thy love’s sovereignty

Thou didst look on me,

and call me by grace!

Then did the dead heart begin to beat, the darkened eye glimmer with light, the dull ear catch Thy echo,

and I turned to Thee and found Thee,

a God ready to hear,

willing to save.

Then did I find my heart at enmity to Thee,

vexing Thy Spirit;

Then did I fall at Thy feet

and hear Thee thunder,

‘The soul that sinneth, it must die.’

But when grace made me to know Thee,

and admire a God who hated sin,

Thy terrible justice held my will submissive.

My thoughts were then as knives cutting my head.

Then didst Thou come to me in silken robes of love,

and I saw Thy Son dying that I might live,

and in that death I found my all.

My soul doth sing at the remembrance of that peace:

The gospel cornet brought a sound unknown to me before that reached my heart — and I lived — never to lose my hold on Christ,

or His hold on me.

Grant that I may always weep to the praise of mercy found,

and tell to others as long as I live,

that Thou art a sin-pardoning God, taking up the blasphemer and the ungodly,

and washing them from their deepest stain."

Long Overdue Life Review

2024-01-05T09:40:00.001-08:00

It has been quite a while since I have written, let alone composed a "year in review." In fact, the last "year in review" was in 2019! I suppose there is some catching up to do.

Like everyone else, 2020 was a challenging year for us. I went from expecting to have another home birth, to an unplanned c-section, right at the beginning of the pandemic. The whole experience was very trying for myself and my husband. However, in the midst of all the turmoil surrounding our situation, we can look back and see God's care for all of us through the hard moments.

One of my sisters was able to come visit us one month after the twins' arrival. Having loved ones visit us is always such a special gift, especially that of my li'l sisser. I was so grateful that she and her son were able to meet them!

Later on in the same year, we also faced a very heartbreaking goodbye: that of his mother. I am thankful that she was able to see the twins for their first five months with video chats, and that my husband was gifted the opportunity to be with her for a few days while she was still well enough to receive visitors. Yet, the loss of his mother while thousands of miles away, is a heartache indescribable.

2021 greeted us with the opportunity to purchase our first home! We could see God's hand all over it: from the realtor we were able to have, to the house (never even put on the market!), to the closing--all of it is a beautiful testimony of God's care for our needs!

2022 rolled into our lives without much fanfare. Yet, it became one of the most difficult near the end of the year. One day in particular is still imprinted in my mind: the day in which my little sister was diagnosed with glioblastoma.

Being nearly 1,000 miles away from her, while she faced one of the hardest battles of her life, I felt utterly helpless to rescue or comfort her. After everything else she had experienced in life, my heart was shattered to see her now have to face this...I cannot even find the words.

Yet! As I write today, God has been so gracious to keep her here with us! She is still facing what is given her in life, taking care of the ones she loves, and keeps pushing through her difficulties.

In early 2023, we found ourselves blessed with a new church family, which has shown to be an answer to many prayers. As my sister continued her battle with glioblastoma, we yearned to see her. We also yearned to see my husband's grandfather, who was to celebrate his 90th birthday. Our dilemma: families separated by thousands of miles, in opposite directions, and a very limited budget.

Yet, again, God blessed us! Not only were we gifted the opportunity to go visit family in the PNW for my husband's grandfather's birthday celebration, God gave us the gift to visit my sister for Thanksgiving! To be given both opportunities, as a family, to see the people we love, are priceless gifts.

We entered 2024 quite peacefully. No large celebrations, but a quiet trust in the Lord for the new year. There are still the faithful challenges of everyday life, and the ever-present desire to be faithful to the Lord in all things. Though we do not know what lies before us, we trust the One who does.

Eternal Security

2022-03-16T18:59:00.001-07:00

Early in my Christian life, I was not well-educated in God's word. Thus, I was a rather immature Christian. When I found myself, once again, getting back up from a fall in my walk with the Lord, one of the immediate battles I faced was that of my relationship with Christ. "How can I really be a Christian, and have done all these things to Him?" "Am I really born again?" "No true Christian would sin like I have..."

I was easy prey. I was an immature, weak believer. I was born again, but very ignorant and not walking in the Spirit as I ought to have been. So, those fiery darts easily penetrated my mind. It took much time in prayer, study of God's word, memorizing of His word, and most of all, keeping my confidence in His word above anything/anyone else, to quench those darts!

I share a bit about this truly humbling experience, because I have not heard it talked about much, publicly. However, I have heard it brought up by those, privately, when they realize that they are not alone in this battle. We need not suffer silently, for, it is when we are alone that we are vulnerable. Being able to go to a trustworthy person with our struggles will allow them to pray with and for us, as well as point us to the Lord and His word to strengthen us in our weaknesses.

I have collected some verses that have strengthened me when I was faltering. These verses are but a few that remind us of our sure foundation in Christ. Going back over them tonight reignited gratitude and love for my Saviour!

"For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life...He that believeth on him is not condemned: but he that believeth not is condemned already, because he hath not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God."

John 3:16, 18

"Then said Jesus unto them again, Verily, verily, I say unto you, I am the door of the sheep...I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture...I am the good shepherd, and know my sheep, and am known of mine...My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me: And I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of my hand. My Father, which gave them me, is greater than all; and no man is able to pluck them out of my Father's hand. I and my Father are one."

John 10:7, 9, 14, 27-30

"For Christ is the end of the law for righteousness to every one that believeth. For Moses describeth the righteousness which is of the law, That the man which doeth those things shall live by them. But the righteousness which is of faith speaketh on this wise, Say not in thine heart, Who shall ascend into heaven? (that is, to bring Christ down from above:) Or, Who shall descend into the deep? (that is, to bring up Christ again from the dead.) But what saith it? The word is nigh thee, even in thy mouth, and in thy heart: that is, the word of faith, which we preach; That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved. For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation. For the scripture saith, Whosoever believeth on him shall not be ashamed. For there is no difference between the Jew and the Greek: for the same Lord over all is rich unto all that call upon him. For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved."

Romans 10:4-13

"Knowing that a man is not justified by the works of the law, but by the faith of Jesus Christ, even we have believed in Jesus Christ, that we might be justified by the faith of Christ, and not by the works of the law: for by the works of the law shall no flesh be justified."

Galatians 2:16

"This only would I learn of you, Received ye the Spirit by the works of the law, or by the hearing of faith? Are ye so foolish? having begun in the Spirit, are ye now made perfect by the flesh?..But that no man is justified by the law in the sight of God, it is evident: for, The just shall live by faith...That the blessing of Abraham might come on the Gentiles through Jesus Christ; that we might receive the promise of the Spirit through faith...But the scripture hath concluded all under sin, that the promise by faith in Jesus Christ might be given to them that believe."

Galatians 3:2-3, 11, 14, 22

"Now I say, That the heir, as long as he is a child, differeth nothing from a servant, though he be lord of all...And because ye are sons, God hath sent forth the Spirit of his Son into your hearts, crying, Abba, Father. Wherefore thou art no more a servant, but a son; and if a son, then an heir of God through Christ."

Galatians 4:1, 6-7

"Stand fast therefore in the liberty wherewith Christ hath made us free, and be not entangled again with the yoke of bondage...Christ is become of no effect unto you, whosoever of you are justified by the law; ye are fallen from grace. For we through the Spirit wait for the hope of righteousness by faith."

Galatians 5:1, 4-5

"But God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, by whom the world is crucified unto me, and I unto the world."

Galatians 6:14

"In whom ye also trusted, after that ye heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation: in whom also after that ye believed, ye were sealed with that holy Spirit of promise, Which is the earnest of our inheritance until the redemption of the purchased possession, unto the praise of his glory."

Ephesians 1:13-14

"By so much was Jesus made a surety of a better testament...But this man, because he continueth ever, hath an unchangeable priesthood. Wherefore he is able also to save them to the uttermost that come unto God by him, seeing he ever liveth to make intercession for them."

Hebrews 7:22, 24-25

"On Christ the solid rock I stand, all other ground is sinking sand!"

Molding Into A Lady

2021-12-19T10:19:00.002-08:00

This past year, and the one before it, have been quite full. With the addition of two more precious children right at the beginning of last year's pandemic, the loss of my mother-in-law and a great aunt, a serious hurricane (with loss of power for one week--not exactly the best timing during a very hot and humid summer, with four little ones), moving into our first purchased home, as well as all other sorts of things that occur throughout a year, writing has been on the back burner for me. Yet, with a new year on the horizon, and a smidge more of freedom as the children become a bit more independent, I am once again able to take some time to let my creative juices flow.

Even though I have not had the opportunity to sit and process my thoughts via writing, that has not hindered ideas from flowing. One of the predominant ones that persists is that of the very title of my blog: "Molding Into A Lady." Throughout this year, particularly, I have been pondering all that "Molding Into A Lady" means to me and this blog. Here are some of those thoughts...

Regardless of whether you look within or without the church, women can be found that present themselves very unbecomingly, as a way of life. I, myself, have struggled with not being very ladylike. I distinctly remember, after my husband became a Christian, that I did not want to continue behaving in such a manner anymore. I desired to learn all that the Bible taught in what it meant to God for me to be a woman that pleased Him.

Part of that search showed me that a woman who was seeking God's heart was one of distinction. She was set apart from women of the world. It was not just a list of rules that she checked off, one by one, to insure she was "in line" with scripture; but rather, a matter of the heart. She was "molding into a lady..." Not one according to the world's perception, but God's description.

What is a lady? It helps to have a general definition: "A woman of distinction...The female who presides or has authority over manor or a family."--Webster's Dictionary. In the Bible, we see instruction to Christian women to take care of their families. 1 Timothy 5:14 states: "...I will therefore that the younger women marry, bear children, guide the house, give none occasion to the adversary to speak reproachfully."

As I continued my study in biblical womanhood, I desired to learn what that role entailed. What were the nuts and bolts of guiding a house? Certainly it was more than just daily chores. I instinctively and observationally knew that women had great control on the atmosphere of their home, simply by their moods and general attitude. I wanted, and still do, to do all I could to make our home a loving haven of rest for my family.

A large part of that education has been developing into a lady. I do not necessarily mean the kind that generally come to mind (thanks to certain dramas, literature, and cultures); but, there is something that can be learned from them. When you think of those types of ladies, I am nearly certain that a brazen, brash, and intemperate woman is not what comes to mind. Is she silly? Foolish? Seductive? Lazy? What kind of woman do you see in your mind's eye, when you think of a lady?

Now, take that image, and compare her to scripture. What comes to mind? When you think of a lady in light of God's word, what do you see? Are there any real life examples?

As far as life in the United States, I can say I have found it challenging to find a plethora of women who are seeking to modify their lives by the light of scripture. They are out there. They just are not as "loud" as the others.

Once I started seeing some real growth in my life as a believer, one of the strongest desires I had was to no longer be a "loud" woman. I wanted to be what is described in 1 Peter 3:4, "But let it be the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptible, even the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great price." When I read that God saw this type of spirit within a woman as something of "great price," it moved my heart so palpably that I have not been the same since.

I have such a long way to go before I arrive to that desired goal. Along the way, I have been distracted, downtrodden, dismayed, and defeated. I have made many errors, but I have been witness to God's glorious victories in my life as I "mold into a lady..."

When I first started this blog, I had no concrete vision for it. I wanted only to write, as it is one of my great creative passions. Then, as I continued, I desired to have a purpose beyond writing to just write. I began sharing what I was learning along my journey with Christ, in hopes that other women would be encouraged, uplifted, and challenged in living for Him. Thus, "Molding Into A Lady" really began to take shape.

In this upcoming new year, if the Lord is so pleased, I would like (as much as time allows) to once again write to encourage, uplift, and challenge anyone who reads my little spot here. There are so many voices out there, that are all quite contrary to clearly established scripture for Christian women. With so much darkness, confusion, and harshness around us, I pray that you may find a warm, loving, and biblical haven here.

Growing With The Changes

2020-12-23T09:11:00.001-08:00

Maybe you, like myself, have struggled with comparisons: to your past self, or others whom you respect. Comparing our prayer life or Bible reading/study habits to that of others, isn't always beneficial. Often, we can find ourselves discouraged.

In this chat, I share what I am finally learning in regards to my prayer and Bible study life as I develop in my role as "mama." Maybe the lessons in learning, as well as adaptations to this new season in life, can be of help to you!

"Day By Day" Hymn

2020-12-13T18:29:00.002-08:00

I Can Cry

2020-12-09T10:24:00.001-08:00

I can miss her.

When I see the clothes she got them, I can softly cry, knowing she'll never see them in them.

When I capture moments, and can't share them with her...I can cry.

When I want to tell her some new thing they're learning or doing, but can't...I can cry.

I can cry at the loss: of a friend, cheerleader, supporter, nana, mother.

I can cry, knowing they'll never experience growing up with their nana excitedly cheering for them in life.

I can cry, knowing they'll never again hear her enthusiastic voice on the other end of the call.

I can cry, wishing we'd had more time.

I can cry.

"Please, Be Still!"

2020-11-07T19:25:00.002-08:00

Sometimes, I wonder if God gets a chuckle out of us. Case in point: my son and I had a discussion about the Bible account of Jesus calming the stormy seas. He found it rather fascinating that all the Lord had to do was say: "Peace, be still." Mark 4:39

Well, a while back, we were experiencing quite the storm. My sweet boy comes over to me and holds me, telling me: "Don't worry, Mama, I've got you. I won't let the storm hurt you." Talk about serious heart-melt!

However, here is one of the more precious statements I heard him say: "Please, be still," as he held out his hand toward the storm. Then, looking at me, he said, "Don't worry, Mama. I'll stop the storm." Then, turning back towards the window he said, "Please, be still."

Around The Table Singing

2020-10-19T07:48:00.004-07:00

Do You See Them?

2020-10-12T10:57:00.001-07:00

There were no balloons announcing "It's a boy!"

No sounds of laughter,
No tears of joy.

No little onesies
Marked zero to three,
No warm blankets soft and fluffy...

It was a little past five
When a little boy was born alive:
A botched abortion,
An unwanted life.

Before the doctor could do
What he needed to do,
The little guy
Had pushed his way through.

About the same time,
His mother came to.
With me still holding the baby,
The doctor nudged me
From the room.

We walked down the hall,
Far enough from there.
With me muzzling his cries,
So she wouldn't hear.
The doctor said, "Put him in here,"
As he held out a tub.

So I placed him inside,
Still covered in blood.....
Then I listened to the doctor tell her

It all went as planned.

Then I confirmed it with a smile
And a pat on her hand.
It was after seven
When she left to go home...
Not knowing her baby was
Alive and alone.

With medical attention,
The baby would thrive...
But protected by new law,
We just left him to die.

With the lid on the bin,
We could still hear his cries,
As we closed the door
And turned out the lights.

We went home like we always did.

But, if I could go back,
He wouldn't be dead.
And now,
Memories of him fill me with regret.
His little face,
Forever stuck in my head.

How I found him the very next day:

His body once pink,
Now a shocking blue-gray.
He looked so helpless
In that cold, plastic bed.
His body covered in dried blood,
His hair matted to his head.
What haunts me the most,
Was seeing him naked.

He was given nothing,
Not even a blanket.
His eyes wide open,
Seemed to stare right through me...

Which left me feeling cold
And terribly empty.
The fear on his face
As he struggled to breathe--
The doctor and I both pretended
Not to see.

I'm not talking
About a woman's choice:
I'm talking about a little infant
Who didn't have a voice.
I'm not talking about
A woman's right,
But a tiny human being...
A valuable life.

I'm talking about an infant,
Not quite a day old,
With big round eyes,
And his mother's nose.
With ten little fingers,
And ten perfect toes.
With a head full of hair
That curled around his ears,
And chubby little cheeks
Wet with tears.

He was never given a name.
He was never measured or weighed.

He died sometime in the night,

Scared and alone,
And too weak to fight.

This happens more often
Than they want you to know,
And former employees
Will tell you it's so.

If this doesn't bother you,
And you think it's okay,
Then keep doing
What you've been doing,
And look the other way.
I just hope I made you see
It's not a woman's body,
It's a completely separate being.

But, if you think life is more valuable

Than choice,
Then stand up and fight!
Lift up your voice!
Innocent blood
Has now covered this land,
Leaving us all
With red-stained hands.

As shared by Shawna Normal

2019: A Year In Review

2020-01-07T07:53:00.000-08:00

Last year started as normal as could be. It ended with quite the surprise! Here's a look at our past year:

We started the year by simply being able to enjoy the simple pleasures of life: trips to parks; enjoying family Bible times; playing with the children... Things definitely not taken for granted. One of our dearest friends was able to come visit us during my husband's birthday! Just having him here was a precious gift in itself, let alone all the fun we had together!

At the beginning of summer, we finally were able to make a trip to visit my family in the Midwest! It had been nearly thirteen years since I last had been there. It was quite a surreal experience. I was so grateful to wrap my arms around my siblings, meet my sister-in-law and brother-in-law, visit with other loved ones, and see some places that were dear to me.

Later on in the year, we were surprised to learn that we were expecting another blessing! Once again, we were humbled that the Lord would gift us in such a way. It is an indescribable honor to be given these treasures.

Then, right at the tail-end of the year, we were able to get an ultrasound to see our newest addition. To everyone's surprise, there were two babies! What a way to end the old year, and start the new!

God has blessed us so richly. We may lack in material things, but He sure has enriched us in those things that last into eternity! We look forward to growing together in this new year: in our relationships with each other, and our Saviour.

Giving Of Thanks: Days 23 - 30

2019-12-17T08:33:00.000-08:00

If you noticed, I got rid of the previous post under the same name. I simply was dissatisfied with it. I know we are near the end of December, but, I have wanted to complete this series.

One message I had heard, last month, really ministered to my heart. I see it as better conveying what my previous post lacked. I pray this message is a blessing to you!

THANKFULNESS

Giving Of Thanks: Days 20 - 22

2019-11-22T06:37:00.000-08:00

DAY 20

I am thankful to have had the experiences of living in other parts of this nation. For most of my life, though I would daydream of what it might be like to live in other areas (some of which later became a reality!), I never truly thought it would come to fruition. I was a simple midwest girl: content to stay in the same area all my life.

... Then, I met my Norwegian prince! ;-) He soon whisked me off to his far away home state in the Pacific Northwest: miles and miles away from all I had ever known. Though it took some time to adjust, I grew to love that area.

Now, we dwell in the Deep South. Quite the change for the both of us! Though we are still adjusting, we both are appreciating many things around here.

DAY 21

I am thankful to be able to stay at home with my family. It was my desire, from my earliest memories, to be a wife and mother some day. Though, throughout my adolescent years, I had other aspirations, they paled in comparison to this deep-seeded desire. I am so grateful to be living it!

DAY 22
I am thankful to have had the opportunity to go back to my homestate this year. Being able to see people and places that I had not seen in nearly thirteen years, was quite something--surreal. It was also a treat to visit the Jenny Wiley State Park on our way home, for a brief moment: named in honor of my great-great-great-great-great grandmother!

Giving Of Thanks: Days 14 - 19

2019-11-19T17:49:00.000-08:00

Well, here I am, again, lagging behind...Oh, but I do have good excuses! They are pretty cute, too. ;-)

DAY 14

I am thankful for God's provisions. Though I fail often to be a good steward of that which He gives, He still meets my needs; and, continues to abundantly bless!

DAY 15

I am thankful for every moment my husband is home. It blesses my heart to have him near. He is my favorite person.

DAY 16

I am thankful that every day my children rush to the door when their daddy comes home! Every morning, our son wants his daddy home. So, when he comes home for lunch, then at the end of his work day, things around here are bubbling over with excitement!

DAY 17

I am thankful for my siblings. They are some of the most precious souls to me. They each have a special place in my heart.

DAY 18

I am thankful for the lessons learned through many of the difficult experiences I have had. At the time, I could not foretell how what I was currently enduring would help me in the future. Yet, as I often muse upon life, I can see how those hardships prepared and molded me.

DAY 19

I am thankful to have felt our baby flutter after their big brother talked to them!

Giving Of Thanks: Days 12 and 13

2019-11-13T18:04:00.000-08:00

DAY 12

I am thankful for those folks who chose to invest in my life. People who did so, not for any other purpose than seeing worth in me. I am so, so grateful.

DAY 13

I am thankful for my midwifery team. Never had I expected my family to be loved by them as we have: beyond taking care of the physical needs of myself and unborn child, to other matters. Indeed, these are folks that will always hold a cherished place in our hearts.

Giving Of Thanks: Days 6 - 11

2019-11-11T18:34:00.000-08:00

I did not anticipate missing these many days in this series! Alas, such is life. Between children getting colds, then sharing it with me, to just regular life stuff... Well, you get the idea.

DAY 6

I am so grateful for my Bible. It is sobering to remember the cost that was made, so that I could have one: of my own; multiple copies and devices; in my language. We really take it for granted.

I am grateful to have watched most of the series made by Chris Pinto, regarding this very topic: "A Lamp In The Dark," "Tares Among The Wheat," and "Bridge To Babylon." I look forward to watching the last one. Each docu-drama is around 3+ hours long: well worth every second! When you get the opportunity, PLEASE avail yourself of these videos. I guarantee you will not look at your Bible, and those who suffered and died so that you could have one, the same.

DAY 7

Going along with the previous day's theme, I am thankful for my personal Bible time. Some days are more poignant than others, to be sure. However, I am always learning something that I needed. I especially love it when I catch a new-to-me-glimpse into my Saviour's heart. Those times are the best.

DAY 8

I am thankful that my husband is able to work so close to home. There have been times where I needed him home, asap; and, he was able to be here so quickly. Also, being able to have him home on his lunch breaks is such a treat for us all! It really is a comfort having him so close.

DAY 9

I am thankful for the times we are able to enjoy pretty days at the park. There is one that is not too far away from us, and is so pleasant to visit. In fact, the last time we were there, we were visited by a pelican! What a neat experience, especially for our son.

DAY 10

I am so grateful for our family Bible time. Any time we get to do it, is such a blessing to my soul. Worshipping, praying to, and learning about God together, is indescribable. It is just beautiful.

DAY 11

I am thankful for the days wherein I get much accomplished. Running a household, whilst pregnant, is not always easy. Thankfully, I have an amazingly compassionate, helpful husband: coming to my aide whenever needed; filling in without question or growling... Goodness, I am so blessed.

Giving Of Thanks: Day 5

2019-11-05T13:57:00.000-08:00

I am so grateful to be a part of an everlasting family! I remember when I got saved the excitement and delight in knowing that there were people who were now my "forever-family:" some folks I knew, some I didn't know, and, some I had only heard about from the Bible. It was quite a wonderful thought!

Of course, as I have learned, sadly we all do not get along that well, here on earth... Yet, that does not take away my affection for those folks who are truly born again! Even if we struggle this side of Heaven with each other, I know that it is going to be wonderful over there!

I have also experienced the love that only those who share that blood that never washes away, have. You cannot explain it. It is a wonderful, spiritual, blessed, living reality for those who are born again.

So, today, I am grateful for my forever family.

"While he yet talked to the people, behold, his mother and his brethren stood without, desiring to speak with him. Then one said unto him, Behold, thy mother and thy brethren stand without, desiring to speak with thee. But he answered and said unto him that told him, Who is my mother? and who are my brethren? And he stretched forth his hand toward his disciples, and said, Behold my mother and my brethren! For whosoever shall do the will of my Father which is in heaven, the same is my brother, and sister, and mother."
Matthew 12:46-50

"For I came down from heaven, not to do mine own will, but the will of him that sent me. And this is the Father's will which hath sent me, that of all which he hath given me I should lose nothing, but should raise it up again at the last day. And this is the will of him that sent me, that every one which seeth the Son, and believeth on him, may have everlasting life: and I will raise him up at the last day."
John 6:38-40

Giving of Thanks: Days 1-4

2019-11-04T09:19:00.000-08:00

As time progresses, I appreciate more and more the national holiday of Thanksgiving. It can give me an opportunity to truly foster a grateful heart. I am a bit tardy, but wanted to once again take time to reflect upon the blessings given to me by God.

DAY 1

I am grateful for my relationship with God! That my Lord Jesus Christ paid the cost to ransom me; gladly rescued me when I called out unto Him; and, has never abandoned, neglected, or disowned me (in spite of how I have treated Him)... How can I NOT love Him, and strive to glorify Him? Everything I experience, and as I receive blessing upon blessing-- I am left humbled that God would save, love, and use me. How He treats me makes me love Him even more.

DAY 2

I am thankful for my husband. Besides God, he knows me best...And, knowing me as he does, has also never left nor forsaken me. In fact, his love for me is one of the great wonders in my life. Over and over again, my husband pours himself into our marriage: always pointing me to our Saviour; praying for me/us; desiring to see our family glorify God... He truly is one of the greatest gifts I have ever been given.

DAY 3

I am grateful for our li'l blessings! Where once we despaired of ever knowing the joys of being parents, now we are overwhelmed with awe that we have three babies! I find it difficult to convey just what these gifts mean to me: for so long my identity was that of a barren woman, that no longer being that woman truly is a miracle my mind simply cannot comprehend! So, I GLADLY rejoice that God would open my womb, and allow me the PRIVILEGE to display His power and grace!

DAY 4

I am learning to be thankful not only in the difficult, trying times, but also FOR them. It is during these times that I am shown God's power in ways that I would have not noticed, had things been easy. It is when I am living in the wilderness that my reliance upon Christ is indescribably necessary: there is no "American can-do," but rather a "Lord, I NEED You!" mentality. There is an intimacy I have with my Heavenly Father that is a most precious gift. It is during these times, too, that He reveals to me where my rough spots, flaws, sins, and the like, are: but, though He shows me all sorts of the ugly in me, He also shows me that He is more than capable and willing in refining me! So, though these times are HARD, they are FRUITFUL.

What You're Missing When You're Not A Keeper At Home

2019-09-06T15:49:00.000-07:00

Why I Stay At Home and Homeschool

2019-08-14T18:44:00.000-07:00

For the longest time in my life, I never even considered homeschooling as an option for my future children. Like many, I would dream of the days of preparing my future children for kindergarten: that first bus ride; parent-teacher conferences; field trips...Pretty much, a 21st-century version of what I experienced as a youth. In fact, I barely envisioned a life for me staying at home, full-time. I imagined I would only be home when we had children; and, only while they were home. Once they were attending school, I would go back to the outside workforce.

Then, I started studying the Bible. My desires changed, as I began to hide God's word in my heart: allowing it to transform my mind. I started contemplating and observing things: things like child-rearing, careers, homemaking, education--anything that I thought touched upon our lives, hopes, and dreams.

My husband and I were in lockstep with these studies and new changes, thankfully. It was radical thinking, and living, for both of us. Yet, we wanted (and, still want) to have lives evidently transformed by Christ.

Thus, my leaving my secular career to focus on my home career. Though we were childless, I now had much free time at hand to prepare, educate, and practice. Learning invaluable homemaking skills (of which I am still learning and refining), pouring myself into various interests and Bible studies, and being available to lend a hand to those in need, quickly filled my life.

I am so grateful for that time, and those experiences. Undoubtedly, it all was preparatory. Today, I am unable to study and do all the things I once did. My life has changed. I am a blessed mother of children! They need my focus and energy. Those interests and studies are now on the backburner: to be dealt with when able. Yet, those skills I attained, the interests I pursued, the lessons I learned (figuratively and literally), are all still regularly applied.

We did not decide on my leaving the workforce for my sole benefit, though. My husband did not rapidly amass a great amount of wealth. It was not to fulfill a desire considered antiquated and novel. Rather, it was due to our desire to be obedient to what we saw in scripture; chiefly, Titus 2:3-5.

We decided to educate our family at home along the same premise: scripture. All throughout the Bible, you find the Lord instructing fathers to instruct their children (with the mothers at the right hand of the fathers in this endeavor). You see youth instructed to heed the instructions, counsels, and guidance of their parents.

(Due to the fact that there is a plethora of material available sharing the statistics comparing education at home to public school, with a wide array of other issues pertaining to that topic, I will refrain from adding that part to my post.)

Observationally, we noticed no significant difference in the socialization of or educational material available to those youth who were being homeschooled compared to their public-school counterparts. We did notice the freedom that those who homeschooled enjoyed. We also saw how personalized the education was for those at home.

Quite frankly, we enjoy having our children around us. Though there was a time when I would envision what it would be like to send off any future children to school, to think of such a thing, now, grieves my heart. They are so precious to me, and worth every bit of work asked of me to educate them: whether that be in shaping their character, practical life skills, or algebra. Doing so, with Christ as our Foundation, Head, and Motivation is key; and, knowing that He is all those things, is crucial.

There were Christian influences in my schools that I attended. However, to say that Christ was the Foundation, Head, and Motivation, would be ludicrous. Not only is the public school structure formatted in a God-less format, being surrounded by God-less peers during the most formative years, for the better part of the day, definitely has an impact upon a young, impressionable, and growing mind.

Is that to say that we are intimidated by other ways of thinking? No. However, what I am saying, is that we take our responsibility before the Lord for these children He gave us with the utmost sobriety: WE will give an account unto Him for their upbringing. Therefore, with the freedoms we have, we readily enjoy and embrace the opportunities to have them at home for their education.

We want to approach those unsavory aspects of life, opposing worldviews, sensitive and intimate topics, with godly wisdom. We cannot trust the current public educational system with that responsibility. We desire to teach those matters to our children when appropriate for them, and in doses they can handle.

No one will care for our children's whole well-being like we do. No one has the accountability like we do. No one loves them like we do.

Being blessed to be home, full-time, and educate our children at home, is a privilege not taken lightly. I know many mothers are in positions that necessitate them working outside the home, yet they long for the days to be home. There are many other mothers who can only dream of being able to have their children at home for their schooling (just watch a documentary series: "Most Dangerous Ways To School"). These are more reasons for me to appreciate and cultivate the opportunities I have as a keeper at home.

I am so very grateful for being a homemaker and homeschool mother. In no way do I feel as though I am missing out on life, but rather, I have an even more enriched and abundant life! There is no better place for me, than my home: with my loved ones, investing in their precious lives.