How to Have Strength for the Clamor of Needs in Our World

When it seems too much to process or handle

Mamas, this week is a heart-burdened week. I am burdened for our nation, for our children who are growing up in a time of hatred and violence—with wars and rumors of wars—with moral decay being celebrated. Just with it all. My heart is burdened with all the news filling my feed and the needs of those at my feet.

How about you?

Do you have more than you feel you can process or handle? A heart and mind filled with random thoughts of packing school lunches and senseless deaths of people in Charlottesville and Spain—and ISIS and…? — All before you have had time to finish your first cup of coffee?

This week’s video encouragement is for us. Jesus teaches us something necessary for our souls in this crazy time of life from Mark Chapter 1.

Listen closely and drink in some spiritual espresso for your week.

Praying for you, Mama.



How to Embrace God’s Grace When You Feel Burnt

Burned Dinner and Forgiven Sinner

My Costco marinated salmon with beef flavored Rice-A-Roni seemed simple enough (I know, healthiest meal ever). But as I pulled the salmon out of the oven—with a crying baby grasping my ankle, another kid in time-out and the third screaming from the bathroom for help—I realized the fish had a crispy outside and a raw center. I started seeping tears.

Dinner time was 30 minutes ago and our stomachs and attitudes needed food.

This is motherhood for me. Everyone needing me at once and trying to accomplish a simple task sometimes feels like 10th grade algebra all over again. Why do they put letters and numbers together? So confusing.

I called in hubby for back-up, took care of urgent parenting matters, and then marched back into the kitchen and stood staring at the half burned—half raw salmon, and my pot of rice. “What should we do?” I asked the hubs, who usually cooks because he is amazing like that. “I’ll make something,” he consoles.

Then, I saw it—

feeling burnt



Today I almost lost it—I wanted to yell, wanted to spew hurtful words at an obstinate child. I drove to church to worship Jesus while my wonderful “Gift from the Lord” picked at my self-control resolve like woodpecker. Peck. Peck. Peck.

But the Spirit yelled within my soul: Be still. Strengthen yourself for love.

So instead of cracking, I cracked down—on self-control, loving words, and firm consequences.


Sometimes I feel like this parenting job is more like a dodgeball-throw-everything-at-mom game. And I end up crying through the bruises once the kids hit the bedtime sideline. Some days I throw back a ball (or two), but today—today—God gave me the strength for Holy Spirit resolve.

That is why I love the prayer from Paul to the Philippians. It is a wise field strategy packed in an empowering prayer pronouncement that suits us up for the ability—through Christ Jesus—to be blameless in the field of motherhood. No matter how many tantrum, name-calling, or rule-breaking balls slap against our legs.

Prayer is powerful. May this prayer from Paul to the church in Philipi be ours this week so that we can parent for the glory of God.

Prayer From Paul




I’ve been there. Hiding in my room during nap-time wishing I could just take the rest of the day off from motherhood—or snapping at the kids while they wrestle and giggle (they’re just being kids). I’ve sat on the floor in my closet crying and thinking, “I can’t do this mommy thing” and then cried some more for even thinking it.


But each time I fizzle out of patience, vision, and fortitude, I’ve learned to ask myself two questions:

  1. When did I read the Word last?
  2. How is my prayer life?

100% of the time I feel burned-out, I have been disconnected in my thought life with the Lord.

This week, let’s fill our mind with truth. Let’s cast our cares on God because He cares for us. Let’s take one step closer so we are one step further away from burn out.

For me, I am putting my Bible open on my bed stand, so when I roll over in the morning—instead of grabbing my cell and checking Facebook—I am going to take a moment and put my face in the Good Book.

‘Cause when mom burns out, everyone suffers.

God bless you, mamas and have a great week!


THIS WEEK: Choose one simple, no stress way, you can get your mind in God’s Word consistently to nourish your heart—’cause you are worth it!

This week I trudged through mental woods with lying brambles and negative poison oak—as I wait for him to answer prayers for sick loved ones, hurting friends, and an unclear future for our family.

Last night I tossed and turned, seeping tears. And God’s word shinned through the dense emotional foliage to remind me how to thrive in my thought life.

I came out the other side, clear and refreshed.

May my reminder encourage you this week.





by Seana Scott


When we stand empty-handed,

There’s room

For our palms to receive

Good gifts.


Closed-handed living

Leaves a life wasted—

And wanting.


Empty hands come

Before full hands

Of Grace.


The gift of God

Ready for

Hands finished,

Arms raised,

Tears poured—



The grace gift for

For those willing

To empty our

Fist-closed striving

And simply




By grace


The Best Parenting Advice From My Mom

A mother's legacy

My mom died recently. I sit at her favorite kitchen chair, sipping coffee from her Thomas Kinkade mug, staring out the window to the huge oak tree that protects the yard.

My three-year-old stomps his feet from the living room, through the dinning room, and into the kitchen to tattle-tell on his brother. I hear the pounding and the melody of the well-loved wood floorboards that sing a particular tune.

I will miss these floorboards. They’re aged with vibrations of laughter, card games, and family Thanksgiving turkey dinners.

Life happens too fast. 

Wasn’t it just a second ago that mom lulled me to sleep in the living room by the window, singing rock-a-by baby? Didn’t my brother and I just build that fort from chairs and sheets in the backyard where he and the neighbor girl gave each other their first kiss? How has it been 25 years since I sold cups of Crystal Light lemonade for 25 cents on our front lawn?

Life happens too fast.

My baby girl now cries and I pick her up from the jumper and hold her as I type. I stare at her porcelain face and imagine my parents doing the same—from the same spot at the kitchen table.


I now take down pictures off the wall, where sun-spots remain, leaving their legacy of space. And I wonder, what is mom’s legacy?

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What is a Mother's Legacy?

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This week I am reading 2 Peter and am so refreshed by the reality that Jesus is so not a fairytale. He is so unlike the Disney movies engrained in my brain this summer. Jesus is real. He is with us. And He can guide us through all our responsibilities and show us how to enjoy the summer with our youngins before they fly the nest—even when we think we might fly the nest if they don’t stop fighting over the same toy.

Here is a video less than 2 minutes to encourage you—’cause I know that is probably just short enough to watch until someone calls, “MOM!”

Have a great week!


No tale

How can we ensure we leave our kids an enduring inheritance?  What can we do right now to make deposits? This week’s encouragement comes from 1 Peter Chapter 1.

inheritance that wont fade away

What to do When You Can’t See God’s plans?

I sit on a desk chair in an old brick house that serves as a hotel suite for long-term stays—for other nomads like me—in a city that might be our new home.

We’ve made numerous plans these months for where to live and what to do for ministry. The wind catches our ideas and blows them away.

And I sit down again—plan-less.

Do you ever wonder what God’s plan is? How you can serve the kingdom more? What to do for a job? How to raise your family?

What do we do when we can’t see God’s plans?

Can't see God's Plans?