If they say something in a sassy way, with a rude tone, or they are sour in their heart and it comes spilling out sideways, I've been asking if they would like a Redo. 

Don't you need some nourishment, as you feed your babies? Don't you need to be carried, as you carry your littles around? Don't you need to be held close to God's chest, as your Little sleeps on yours?

Motherhood: I thought I was getting a cape. Instead I got weakness. And then I got grace. 

No one can condemn us and call us unworthy. No one. Jesus took every unworthy thought, action, and word upon Himself and it got nailed to the cross and left for dead.

Palm Sunday. The People's Parade. The Neighborhood Ball. The Royal Welcome. Thank God.

Perspective is our friend under one roof. If you find yourself spiraling downward, ready to shoot the one you love for any number of reasons - slow down and see what you find. Are there lies? What exactly is there

Fixed. Fastened securely in position. Unmoving. Locked in. Not one eye was distracted. No one was looking elsewhere. No one was on their phones. No one was divided in attention.

Something I love about teaching bible verses or facts to our young ones is that it's all kindling. It's kindling that we can build up in their hearts slowly over time.  And then when they grow old enough to want to take hold of their own faith - God's Spirit will light these truths on fire and they will come to life for them!

And maybe that's you right now. With a busted up heart that is grieving. Or is waiting in a desolate place. Or is angry or overwhelmed or anxiety-ridden about what's next. Or is in a new season that feels lonely or hard or unknown.

At each opportunity we had to ask: What can I lay down and what can I pick up? We had to ask God and we had to ask each other. We weren't solo anymore. We were two people under the same roof and we were one.

The blood will be a sign for you. 
When I see the blood, 
I will pass over you and
no plague will befall you
or destroy you.

Instead of me cringing at this story, I breathe relief. I breathe thankfulness. I breathe beauty. He asked Abraham initially, but then He ultimately asked His Son. The willingness of both parties is outrageous and faith-filled.