Lighthouse Keepers

   Wow, what a summer it has been! Every year I tell my husband, this summer I am going to take it easy and relax and do lots of fun things, and every year something happens and my summer becomes jam packed. This summer was no different. Last school year was a very challenging year for me because I undertook the huge task of creating a history curriculum for my class. The school year hadn’t even finished when I began planning a big anniversary trip for us. I finished teaching five days before we left for two and a half weeks. Then we were back for one week before a close friend got married. Three weeks later was an unexpected trip to Florida for some training, and then four weeks later, my youngest sister got married. It was a great summer but I was so glad to see September coming.    Over the past few weeks I’ve seen a number of people mention that they are very much looking forward to fall. I think it’s the cozy sweaters and smells of pumpkin spi...

Over the past year or so, God has been showing me  about the power of words and the importance of being real to yourself and others. Being able to accept hard times in life and being willing to be honest about them and using them to help your brothers and sisters in Christ, even if it makes you look a little less like you got it all together. None of us really does. We need each other. It started when our second baby was born.   I had a hard several months with him being gassy and being difficult to put to sleep.   I caught myself constantly being concerned that I might come off as not knowing what I was doing and always having to justify or make a defence for a struggle when asked.   I would say things like, “ya he’s gassy today,” but would be sure to add, “but he is not always like this, he is usually pretty good.”   I remember hearing myself one day and realized God was telling me it was ok to not be ok all the time.   Someone trie...

Ten years ago I became a mom. A mom…..something I had always wanted to be. Something I had looked forward to with anticipation and longing. Images of happy days and smiling children, fun and laughter, making memories and being friends filled my head. It was going to be GREAT!!!!! Ten years later and I can say it is great and all those things I listed are a part of our reality, but there’s another side that I wasn’t prepared for. A world filled with tears, desperate prayers, silent anguish, frustration, anger, uncertainty and guilt. Of not knowing what to do or where to turn. Looking at my beloved child and feeling hopeless, helpless and so alone. But I know I am not alone. I know there are so many other moms out there facing the same battle and that is why I want to share what God has been teaching me, especially as of late. ( Source ) If you follow me on social media, you may have seen my posts about raising a child who is ‘different’. My out-of-the-box, “oh my goodness” chi...