Lovin’ On my Kids!
When I see the words “lovin’ on my kids” I envision wrapping my arms around them, breathing in their sweet scent (well, at least after…
When I see the words “lovin’ on my kids” I envision wrapping my arms around them, breathing in their sweet scent (well, at least after…
Last night I danced. I put on the Bluetooth speaker, cranked up the songs, grabbed an 11-year old who happened to be walking through the…
During a recent car ride one of my children asked, “Momma, what are feelings?” I began to answer, “They’re how you feel. I mean what…
A few years ago I had an interesting conversation with my youngest daughter. It truly isn’t unusual for us to have these scratch your head…
There are days when muttering under my breath is all I seem to do. When complaints cross my lips like sprinters crossing finish lines. When…
I remember one of the first times I heard about seasons in a woman’s life. It was at a Bible study on Proverbs 31. We…
All my life I’ve wanted to be a gardener … a master gardener. I’ve longed for a green thumb. Mine has a decidedly blackish tint—my…
So I have this really effective ministry: God has called me to live in such a way that other people, especially parents, feel better about…
I recall standing up before a class of 5th and 6th graders teaching them grammar and thinking, How do I do this? How do I…
Teresa’s MOMent (Editor’s Note: At times we feel led to share Mom Stories from moms who write to us. We ask that you would lift…