Why does summer vacation go by so quickly?
When did school supply lists become so elaborate?
And how complicated is my child’s math homework going to be this year?
I mean honestly, at what point does this process become easier?
Just about every parent I know has already started bracing themselves for another school year.
(For those who’ve already started the 2019-20 school year, God-speed. And for those who are in the final weeks of summer vacation, God-speed as well!)
Each school year brings its own unique challenges. Academically and socially our children are facing more pressures today than any other generation.
But one thing that never changes, is God’s great ability to help us and our kids blossom in any and every environment.
“My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.” James 1:2-4
I’m a girl’s girl!
I’m all for sisterhood. Girl bosses. Female entrepreneurs reshaping their communities.
I’m all for supporting women chasing after their God-given dreams.
But the one her I really, really don’t like? The her that’s written about in the Epistle of James.
If you’re like me, you’ve sat through your share of sermons on patience. You’ve heard time and time again about the importance of waiting and waiting well.
Between the two of us though, I’ve yet to master either skill.
“So let’s not get tired of doing what is good. At just the right time we will reap a harvest of blessing if we don’t give up.” Galatians 6:9
You’re right there!
You’re doing great. Just keep pushing!
After being pregnant for what felt like an eternity it was finally time for my new little one to make his grand entrance to the world.
Over and over the nurses, doctor and my husband kept telling me to push. From their angle they saw how close I was to giving birth.
They saw the complete picture, while all I could do was take them at their word.
Have you ever played the “what if” game?
You know, what if things worked out with (insert name of random ex here)?
What if I made the wrong decision in switching jobs?
What if I waited to do things God’s way?
What if I missed my only chance to pursue my dreams?
I hate playing the what if game, because I always end up loosing:
I lose my peace. I lose my joy. I lose hours of sleep. I lose it all when my mind starts wandering into the endless possibility of what ifs.
I’m guessing you’ve had your share of losses playing the what if game as well.
Letting go of the past, no matter how dysfunctional or damaging it may have been, is never an easy process…even for us super-faith girls.
“For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven.” Ecclesiastes 3:1
Life can change in the blink of an eye.
One moment you can be comfortably cruising through your circumstances. And the next, you can be seriously struggling to keep your head above the waters.
That’s how I felt for the past year and a half.
Don’t worry, I’ll explain!
In the Fall of 2017, I got engaged to my amazing now husband, AJ. Good news right? That was the comfortable part.
Together with our families we settled on an early sumner 2018 wedding date. That gave us a little over nine months to prepare for the most important day of our lives.
It was also the beginning of the seriously struggling part.
“Then she became pregnant a third time and gave birth to another son. He was named Levi, for she said, “Surely this time my husband will feel affection for me, since I have given him three sons!” Genesis 29:34
It took a long time to believe the Bible could help navigate all the roadblocks of my life.
It’s not like I didn’t believe in God. I just never imagined a story from thousands of years ago could speak to my deepest hurt and unmask my hidden scars.
That was before I stumbled across the story of Leah and Jacob.
Tucked in between the pages of Genesis, their relationship could have easily been the main feature on any of today’s reality television shows.
It’s a story woven in rejection and entangled with love and betrayal. And it’s one that unexpectedly tugged on the strings of my single mom heart.