Tuesday, November 11, 2014
I'm sorry for the long absence around here. Life has gotten so busy. I look up and it's been a month, then another, and another. As you can see above, I have my hands full these days. But I miss finding gems of words and art and interacting with you. I'm starting to make time again for it. Do you have any new favorite inspiring authors or bloggers? Leave me a comment and I'd love to check it out for some new 2015 posts. Until then, enjoy this busy season, hug your little ones, and I'll be in touch soon!
Posted by Valerie at Tuesday, November 11, 2014
Thursday, July 10, 2014
“Where does your security lie? Is God your refuge, your hiding place, your stronghold, your shepherd, your counselor, your friend, your redeemer, your saviour, your guide? If He is, you don't need to search any further for security.”
~ Elisabeth Elliot
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Mother Lessons by Robert Walter Weir
"I choose today to live as a victorious mom. Not a guilty mom. Not a burdened mom. A mom who is free to love, care for, and enjoy her precious children."
Inspired to Action
Monday, April 28, 2014
Dear mighty mother, stand up and be strong,
Don’t be fooled by the enemy and the worldly throng,
Don’t be deceived by the mindset of this society,
Embrace your motherhood, it is your highest priority!
Thursday, April 3, 2014
Monday, March 17, 2014
Maternal Instinct by John Henry Lorimer
"When a mother’s heart beats a joyful rhythm, it changes how her eyes see and how her ears hear. Dirty fingerprints on a newly-cleaned mirror become life’s artwork and the noisy din of little voices becomes life’s music."
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
"The life of faith is lived one day at a time, and it has to be lived--not always looked forward to as though the 'real' living were around the next corner. It is today for which we are responsible. God still owns tomorrow."
Friday, December 6, 2013
For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Sunshine Hours by Charles Lucy
"Mothers, take the time. Weed those little gardens…tedious as it is, as many times as those weeds sprout up again…keep at it. It’s bigger than today."
Posted by Valerie at Tuesday, October 29, 2013