How Cartoon Characters Shaped Me

We all love Disney. They make the best kid movies. (Well, maybe not if you are a step mother. Those are always portrayed as evil.) Growing up, I pretended I was CinderSarah when my Mom made me do chores I didn’t like. True story.

Certain movie characters stick with me, even in cartoons. As soon as I saw Eeyore as a young girl, I loved him. He was so sad all the time while everyone just went about their day. Didn’t they see the poor guy suffering? At least that was the way my young brain saw it. I wanted to make him feel better, to comfort him. When Eeyore would come on the screen, my heart went out to him.

The same year Finding Dory came out, my girls and I were babysitting several families to raise money for Food for the Poor. One family had us watch their fostered and recently adopted 2 and 4 year olds. Yes, those little ones required a lot of energy, but we could take care of them together.

For many years, I had dreamed of either fostering or adopting, but it never seemed to be the right time. We didn’t have the room. The girls were young. I kind of hung up the dream. Then we moved to a house with a guest bedroom and time still didn’t feel right. I began to daydream that we would foster teens when our girls were grown, but that too sounded far fetched.

Once we babysat and I saw the girls’ ability to help and their enthusiasm to care for kids, I began to see Baby Dory in my mind. Her huge eyes stuck with me. She was separated from her parents in the movie and scared. Once again, I found myself just wanting to help a cartoon character.

It began to occur to me that this was the time to help other kids. There are Eeyores and Baby Dorys out there who need comfort and love, and we can give them that.


In case you are wondering, these stuffed animals are mine. They sit on my dresser as a reminder of my purpose and of the fact that I have been preparing for this next phase all my life. I will have the opportunity to comfort a child who has felt unseen. I will keep that child safe in the absence of their parents. I will love them and guide them while they are in our care.

Our family would love your prayers as we (finally) have been approved for foster care! This summer we may focus on respite care, and giving current foster families a break when they need it. We can ease in and see how it is done, and hopefully get a more permanent placement in late June or July. It is exciting and scary, but we can do it together. If I have learned nothing else from Disney, it is that things work out the way they are meant to.

Linking with Holley Gerth

What I Want Them to Get From Me

Last Mother’s Day was difficult for me. After 15 years without my Mama, a rough couple of months snuck in. This year has been a blur, so the sadness hasn’t had a chance to burrow back in. I am not sure what made this difference, but my life definitely has a new focus.

With us beginning foster care, I am looking forward to future Mother’s Days with kids I can be a Mama to, maybe even one permanently. It is exciting to be able to step into lives and love on sweet children who just want a stable family.

Well, Wednesday night I dropped my oldest and her BFF off at youth group. (They call it something different, but it will always be youth group to me!) This gave me over an hour to wander around Target alone. I bought myself this shirt as a pajama top, because it called to me.


The shirt made me think about what I got from Mom and what I want to give my kids: Jesus. Our kids are going to learn good and bad from us as no parent is perfect. My parents weren’t perfect and neither are my husband and I. There is no need to even try for perfection.

What is attainable is a strong love for Jesus and faith to get them through life. Kids need to see their parents cultivate a relationship with Jesus and crack open their Bibles. There should be discussions about their faith and questions answered honestly. My girls have seen me reading the Bible, listening to God, and sometimes saying verses out loud as I memorize them. What I do will have much more of a effect than what I tell them to do.

There are many things in parenting that I am not great at, but they don’t matter as long as I teach my kids important ideas and practices. I want my girls to learn traits like kindness and forgiveness while they are in this house. I want to lay the foundation for a life long relationship with God that stands when tested.

Teaching children doesn’t happen without planning and without first showing them how to do it. Whatever is done most is going to look most important from the outside. If you are reading this and don’t think you are showing your children what is most important to you, there is good news. You can always start fresh. Today even. Children are resilient and more observant than we give them credit for. They will notice the changes and slowly start emulating you. It is never too late!

Being a parent is a great responsibility that brings much joy. If we take it seriously now with our children, grandchildren, nieces and nephews, we will later have the knowledge that we did our best. There is no greater gift I can imagine giving our kids than Jesus.

Happy Mother’s Day to all of us moms doing our best!

Linking with Holley Gerth

Don’t Wait Until You are in Prison

“I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do all things through Him who gives me strength.” (Philippians 4:11-13)

Paul wrote this from prison. Many Americans in middle class housing can’t say this. Contentment really is a learned attitude!

Being content means acknowledging that we have what we need. There will always be things out there that we would like, but it doesn’t mean we can’t be happy with what we have. No matter how little any of us thinks we have compared to someone else, we have more than we need.

If we have food for today, we have enough. If we have a roof over our heads and clothes on our backs, we have enough. If we have money to get us through today, we have enough. Really, none of us knows what is going to happen today or tomorrow. We could win the lottery and have millions of dollars. We could lose our jobs and have to start back at square one. We could pay off our mortgage after years or have a storm take out the whole house. Good and bad will always happen on the earth.

When we only see the lack of nice things and not the abundance of regular things, we aren’t acknowledging God’s love and care for us. Ultimately it is up to Him to provide and up to us to praise Him for it. He won’t let us down or forget about us.

God never expects us to go through life alone. He doesn’t expect us to be strong or have patience, joy and peace without Him. He provides all that! Everything we have in life is from God and all He asks in return is for us to truly feel it is enough. A big bank account or a small one is enough because God can take away or multiply. Why should we worry?

The next time you worry about having what you need, remember the times God came through. Woven through your life are times you doubted and God came to the rescue. Hang on to those times and know you aren’t in this alone. Know you have all you need.

Linking with Holley Gerth

To the One who Made Me Different

God, I thank You for making me different. Thank You for making me feel like I don’t fit in and for reminding me that I am created to stand out. You made me who I am and not someone else.

You put me on a different journey than everyone else. I get caught up in what others are doing and making and winning. I falsely believe that I am not enough, but I am enough in You. I can only compare my life to….my life. It is mine to share with You. It is mine to follow You and shine for You. No one else can do it quite like I can.

The world can make me feel discouraged and alone, but You are always beside me. You whisper in my ear of Your love for me. Sometimes I am too busy to hear You and miss out on that love. When I pause and listen for Your heartbeat, it is there. Steady. Steadying me. Your presence is all I need.

When I don’t feel like enough, it takes away from Your design. You put me here in this place and gave me a purpose. Me doubting myself does nothing but drive a wedge between You and me. Your creation of me is wonderful. I know that full well.

The days I forget of Your great love are forgiven once I come back to You. Your delight in me knows no bounds. Great are You, and greatly to be praised.

My path is like no other, and that is a good thing. It is good because YOU are good. Your love is never ending. Your peace and joy are mine to share and give to others. I am everything in You because You are everything in me. Thank You forever.

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Distractio-What was I Saying?

Do you ever think about what distracts you? Do you think about the wasted minutes in your day that could be used to get closer to God? Here is a list of my distractions.

-Too much social media scrolling and internet surfing.

-Negative thoughts that lead me down dark paths about my life. (for example: my health, marriage and children, and even what someone has said or implied about me.)

-Thinking I have it all covered, so time with Jesus isn’t as needed. Ahem.

-Knowing I have no control, so why bother with this if stuff is just going to happen anyways?

-TV shows that aren’t gratifying.

-Friendships with people who only bring me down or who think God is not real.

-Thinking I don’t have time, but then frittering time away.

-Assuming I will fit it in later in the day and then I forget.

-Other people don’t read the Bible and THEY seem fine.

-Yelling at my girls and then allowing guilt to creep between God and me.

-I am not in a bad place now, so why?

-God and I are good so I can go a day or so with no time with Him.

-God will forgive me if I skip today.

While none of these are horrible, none are good either. They are all lies meant to deceive me into distancing myself from God. I really don’t have any excuses to not spend time with and praise my God. What distracts you?

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Be all There

Here is a weekend challenge: Do something just for fun and be present.

Hike with your family or best friend. Go at the right pace for you and enjoy the nature around you.

Have a bonfire and roast marshmallows. Try rolling the marshmallows in my husband’s concoction of cinnamon, paprika, and chili powder before roasting. I promise it is good.

Host a tea party for your kids. Make sure to also serve scones or some other sweet treat.

Drink coffee. That’s it. No social media scrolling. No standing over the sink making breakfast while you drink it. Just enjoy the flavor and the feel of the warm mug.

When your child tries to tell you something that is important to them, really listen. (Unless it involves Minecraft. Then you have my permission to zone out.)

Meet with a friend for good conversation and some belly laughs.

Sit with a book and read until you decide to stop, unless you have small children who decide for you.

Walk around your favorite store with no intention of buying anything. Look and really see what is there with no agenda.

If you like house work, knock yourself out. Organize, purge, pull weeds, whatever makes you feel satisfied. Then come to my house!

Create something that isn’t for a specific purpose. Do it just for fun, even if you aren’t the best at it. Maybe especially if you aren’t the best at it.

When you take time for yourself, the stress of the world melts away and your priorities become clear. Take care of yourself, because this is the only body and mind you get.

I’ll go first.


Linking with Holley Gerth


People tell me how great a mom I am and how great my kids are doing often. What do I listen to though? I often only hear the voices telling me the opposite.

On the way to church Sunday, my husband and I were talking about where we are going to put cookbooks. Twelve year old Lauren chimes in from the back seat, “We use cookbooks? I thought we only use Pinterest!” When I told her that I do, in fact, use cook books, her response was that she thought we either go out to eat or I bring leftovers from work. Ouch.

Cooking dinner is not my favorite part of house work. It feels like I can never make meals everyone will eat. If I can make something my pickiest child will eat, someone else will have an issue with it. When I do meal planning each weekend for the week ahead, I often feel deflated already. I put a lot of work in our meals, but my child picked at that most sensitive spot in my armor. I wanted to cry. Or yell at her. Somehow it made it worse that she didn’t seem to understand she had hurt my feelings.

Later in the morning, during the service, our pastor had us quietly listen for God. When I did, I heard the word “cherished.” No matter what anyone says or how they make me feel, it really doesn’t matter. I am cherished by God. We humans are fickle and don’t know everything, (especially these of us who think we do,) so we can’t judge our worth by what others say. The only opinion that truly matters is God’s, and He thinks we are special and made in His image.

Hopefully the next time I feel slighted by someone, I will be able to brush it off. I want to remember that God sees all of me and loves me still. His is the voice I want to hear above the rest.

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He Remembered

The story of Hannah and Samuel is a story of hope, perseverance, and God coming through. We can all relate to something in Hannah’s life: Her simple dreams, her unfulfilled longings, or maybe seeing every one else having what she wanted. Her humble life made a huge impact for the kingdom of God after all was said and done.

1 Samuel 1 tells about how Hannah was unable to bear children for years, while her husband’s other wife kept popping them out. (Yes, that is the technical term used by the author.) Hannah had her husband’s love, but her heart longed to also be a mama. It must have been sheer torture to see children running around that were not hers. When you think about the culture of the day, a woman’s purpose was to have kids. There were no fertility treatments available. She would have been looked at like there was something wrong with her for her to be punished like this.

Poor Hannah.

Many of us today feel forgotten and overlooked. Sometimes it is because we have a desperate desire for a spouse or child. It may be for a close friend or a fulfilling job. None of these things are bad, and yet they are denied to many of us.

Verse 19 is my favorite verse in the story. “The Lord remembered her.” Now, God had not forgotten Hannah in the years leading up to her conceiving Samuel. He knew everything about her and her heartache. He knew this time tested her faith and strengthened her for whatever may lie ahead. It also gave her a great story for when other people came up to her at the well with their own tales of sadness. She would be able to say to them, “I kept praying for a baby and God gave me more than I asked for.” Maybe she even dropped the mic after that. What more would need to be said?

The problem we often have is we give up asking for what we want or don’t even ask for it in the first place. Hannah didn’t give up her dream and she didn’t blame God. She didn’t decide God was against her. She simply kept pouring her heart out to God and trusting Him for the outcome. Samuel’s name literally means, “I asked the Lord for him.” She put it out there for all to know.

God gave Hannah the gift she had pined for. He didn’t hold back on her and He won’t hold out on you. Trust God and hold tight to His promises. When you do, you won’t be able to hold the blessings He pours over you.

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Gardening and Electronics

Linger. Persist. Prevail. Stand. Endure. Perch. Reside. Remain. When we remain with Jesus, we stay well watered and nurtured. When we pull away and do our own thing, we wither.

Jesus is the vine and we are the branches. I don’t know about you, but I don’t think about vines and plants that much. That may be because I kill everything I touch, but maybe not. I love the idea of remaining in Jesus and Him in me, but a vine is difficult to picture.

Thinking of Jesus as my power source makes sense to me. When I stay plugged in to Him, I am calm and at peace. I have more wisdom and understanding and can share it with others. However, the days I don’t make time to connect to my power source, I am more frazzled and easily irritated. I make bad choices and don’t give people the benefit of the doubt.

I don’t let my phone battery get low, so why would I let my spiritual battery drain? Isn’t the condition of my soul worth more than a Facebook status?

People fall away from their faith when life gets hard. I want to be one who stays strong and remains with Jesus. I want to be one who bears fruit and whose actions lead to big things being done for His kingdom. I want to be one who lets Jesus shape her and who wants what He wants.

I don’t want to lose my connection by wandering too far from my Wi-Fi signal. I can’t allow myself to put down my charger because I decide I am fine without it. On my own I am unable to do anything, just like my electronics need their sources.

When I have endured with Jesus the rest of my time here on earth, I will have much waiting for me in heaven. I can’t forget my daily doses of Jesus or forget all He has done for me or else I will strive to live on my own power. I will wither like a branch who has lost its vine or a phone who has lost its power cord. Whether you relate to plants or electronics better, both of these are bad outcomes.

If you are an iPhone or a leafy branch, there is only one good option. Stick close to Jesus, your source of life, and you will thrive and maybe even light up the world.

Linking with Holley Gerth

Your Face I Will Seek

“Come near to God and He will come near to you.” James 4:8

The last few months I have been taking this more literally than I ever have before. Out the window are some time wasters. Gone are activities that don’t serve well anymore. In their place is more of seeking God’s face. Between reading the Bible, writing out verses, and spending time in silence trying to listen to God, things have become more real. God has become more real to me.

I will admit, when I started sitting quietly for 12 minutes at a time, it felt pointless. My mind never stills enough. I always keep bringing it back. But now that this is routine, I find myself praising and thanking God, bursting into worship songs and hymns, and feeling His heart on situations. No, I have not heard audibly, but I feel His presence. My thoughts are different too.

Yesterday was such a sweet time between God and I that I got teary. My soul was focused on God and all that He does for me. There may not have been words spoken back to me, but there didn’t need to be.

One thing I have never liked is to not know what is going to happen. I don’t like waiting for test results. I don’t like feeling in limbo. Just tell me what is going on so I can deal with it. Now that the time is almost upon us to actually begin fostering, much of my life is up in the air. I don’t know when we get a placement and what that child will be like. I don’t know how to make summer plans. I have no clue what I will be doing for a job in the fall. Nothing. When I think of the future, all I see is a blank space.

In the past, this not knowing would be a huge issue that would have me tied in knots. I would think of every scenario that *might* happen and worry. I would lose sleep. I don’t want to say that is the “old me” and the “new me” is so much wiser. There will definitely still be times of worry and sleepless nights. I know my tendency to anxiety will never go away.

Instead of being a stressed out mess, I now have joy. I am peaceful and content. Several times over the last few weeks I have thought about how calm I feel. My life is full of unknowns, and I don’t care. That is what I call progress.

When I made the conscious effort to sit with God and let Him mold me, He got to work. He has always known me inside and out and given me everything, but until recently, I didn’t give Him what He truly wants from me: my attention. God just wants me to spend time with Him. For the first time probably ever, that is what I want more and more.

When we give God our time and attention, He gives us His peace. He gives us His wisdom and His mercy so we can extend it to others. He does all of this because He loves us. He is waiting patiently for anyone who wants to hear from Him.

Linking with Holley Gerth