I think a lot of our motherhood challenge these days is believing into the lies that everyone else has it better. If we spend too long on social media or are simply looking at the wrong things, we start to become envious of other moms in how they look, what clothes they wear, their tidy homes, perfect-looking moments with their children—at least what appears so … Continue reading Mama’s Worth and Value
Recently, I was washing up the dishes in the routine way I’m used to doing so often, night after night. I was thinking of the children and all that their needs require. As they grow older, I’m not sure they really do get any easier, because some of the challenges grow bigger, requiring more emotional energy and stamina as a mother! Despite my achy legs … Continue reading Children Are Our Masterpieces
This morning in my Bible study group, we were discussing the book of Ruth, chapter 4 where Ruth married Boaz and God blessed them with a son Obed. Their son became the father of Jesse, and he then became the father of King David. It just so happens that the five of us ladies are living in the UK but all originate from different countries … Continue reading Where’s The Bin?
My lovely friend Charlene is an encourager. She is a seeker of God’s heart and humbly listens to the Holy Spirit working in her life and in others. We’ve had great conversations and there is an openness and freedom being sisters in Christ together. We were recently at her youngest daughter’s birthday party (before lockdown!) and to my surprise, Charlene’s eldest, Charlotte had made me … Continue reading Charlotte The Encourager
Last Sunday night, I was madly setting up paper honeycomb ball decorations and our traditional “Happy Birthday” bunting banner. Presents were being wrapped and assembled for the morning excitement of our soon-to-be six years old, Anna. Cake and cupcakes were made and ready for the birthday girl. While doing birthday preparations, I was reminded about the Sunday night six years ago. At the time, little … Continue reading Six Years Old
Joy A. Mead 