Everything has changed…

I wanna erase everything. Delete it. Pretend it never existed. But I can’t. Because it’s a part of me and it’s how I got from there to here. I don’t have shame. Yesterday my husband said “He’s sad about it.” But I don’t think He is. The phrase that was meant to shame me back into…whatever didn’t work. I didn’t feel bad. I don’t think He actually gets sad about things. I mean, if He even exists. I think He’s good with stuff.


Respond or React?

lightstock_251929_medium_stefanie_Many times, how we respond to people mirrors how we respond to God.  I’ve been thinking a lot about relationships between people and how they correlate to our relationship God in terms of trust, love, and even obedience.

We have two choices when met with problems with people – we choose to either respond or react.  They may seem like the same thing, but here’s what he’s taught me recently. When we react to someone or something, it’s generally based on the circumstance.  It comes from a place of soul-led logic.  It finds it’s roots in debate and argument. A response on the other hand, is more personal.  It is spirit-led wisdom, rooted in love.  There’s more acceptance in a response.  There’s less aggression. It doesn’t mean that we agree, but that we are willing to see the personhood in someone, as we wish them to see it in us.

God desires for us to respond to Him, rather than react to the world around us.  When we see all the crazy going on around us (circumstances), He wants us to just look up.  Keeping our eyes on Jesus no matter what else is going on at our feet is an imperative. Praying that we all keep our eyes on Him and respond to Him as He leads this Fall.

Watching the Schoolbuses Go By….



So, here we are in our second week of homeschool EVER!  Yes, my kiddos are in 4th and 6th grades and I decided to start homeschooling this year. I thought it would be fun to blog about our experiences, but also (and mostly) to let THEM blog about what our days look like.  Mostly right now, I am trying to get used to the new (and awesome) curriculum we are using, while also trying to maintain our home.  I keep wondering how many times I can serve “breakfast for dinner” until the kids catch on that I just really need to hit the store???!!??  Well, so now is the time that I usually go and begin the waking up process.  I do it like one of those progressive alarm clocks – I go in, shake them a little, talk to them, leave, come back 30 mins later, same thing, except noisier, you get the idea.  Sophie has to wake up slowly or else she doesn’t enjoy her morning much……

I’ll get the chickens to write a little later……