You know those rare, sacred moments when all the kids are miraculously quiet, the coffee is still warm, and you have a fleeting chance to open your Bible without someone needing a snack or tattling? Yeah, me neither.
But every once in a while—usually while hiding in the bathroom or pretending to fold laundry—I catch a glimpse of truth that sticks with me. A verse. A thought. A little lightbulb from heaven saying, “Hey girl, I see you. You’re doing okay.”
Because here’s the deal: parenting is chaos. It’s joyful, hilarious, sanctifying, and occasionally sticky (and we’re not always sure why). It’s full of highs, lows, and the occasional Lego lodged in your foot (or stepping on one and letting out a blood-curdling scream). And while I may not always have control over the noise level in my house, I’ve learned I can still extract little nuggets of wisdom in the middle of it all.
Like the time my toddler bit her brother because he looked at her applesauce “funny.” As I was refereeing and deep-breathing my way through the madness, the verse “be slow to anger” popped into my head. Not for the kids—for me. That one moment reminded me I’m not just parenting them—I’m letting God parent me through them.
This blog is my little corner of the internet to share those everyday moments—the ones that make you laugh, roll your eyes, or say “same, girl.” But it’s also a place where I’ll sprinkle in the quiet wisdom I’m collecting along the way. Nothing fancy. Nothing preachy. Just the kind of heart-level encouragement you’d share with a friend while surrounded by Goldfish crumbs and yesterday’s laundry.
So pull up a chair, mama. Bring your lukewarm coffee and your tired-but-still-kicking spirit. Let’s laugh, learn, and dig into the beautiful mess of life together. Because if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that God’s best lessons often show up somewhere between the chaos and the coffee.