So, my crew finally broke. We came down with a group case of the “COVID crazies” last week when torrential thunderstorms forced us to stay inside for five days straight.

It was too much for us to handle. My kiddos threw back-to-back tantrums. My husband landed in a mopey funk. And I, after months of pondering it, finally broke down and cried. Fortunately, God always uses the valleys for our good and His glory 🙂

So, my crew finally broke. We came down with a group case of the “COVID crazies” last week when torrential thunderstorms forced us to stay inside for five days straight.

It was too much for us to handle. My kiddos threw back-to-back tantrums. My husband landed in a mopey funk. And I, after months of pondering it, finally broke down and cried. Fortunately, God always uses the valleys for our good and His glory 🙂

My step-sister just lost a baby and our entire family was devastated by the loss. After months of prayer, it seemed like God was going to keep the little fella against all the odds. However, after almost nine miraculous months, he isn’t with us any longer. And it breaks my heart. But maybe, just maybe, we can rest in the Lord, because even in the seemingly darkest moments, God is still sovereign and His perfect plan is at work.

Even the best of us fail sometimes. We can forget to doubly clad our families on cold days (Proverbs 31:21). We can exasperate our children (Colossians 3:21). We can snap at our children and fail to extend God’s grace to them after God has been so gracious to us (Matthew 18:21-35). However, the guilty feeling that usually follows these failings is not one to be suppressed or glossed over with the help of wine (like some cultural influencers might tell you).

I turned 29 last week. What a huge admission! And I feel grateful to God that I made it this far. If I make it, I will have outlived Jimi Hendrix, Amy Winehouse, Mac Miller, and James Dean.

However, in the weeks leading up to my birthday, as my husband inquired about how I would like to celebrate and what gifts I would desire, I couldn’t help but feeling underwhelmed with myself. Like I wasn’t worth celebrating. Ever felt that feeling?

Anti-natalism is back with some new coat of paint, but its proponents are still making the same old, ugly (ungodly) arguments. As biblically-faithful Christians, we cannot now allow these parties to talk us (or our neighbors) out of fulfilling God’s explicit instructions: “Be fruitful, multiply, fill the earth, and subdue it. Rule the fish of the sea, the birds of the sky, and every creature that crawls on the earth.” (Gen. 1:28)