A Small Patch of Sun

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Do you see that tiny patch of sunshine? That’s where I’m sitting. On the floor, with the warm sun on my back. Paw Patrol is on the television and I’m digging into Psalm 34.

It’s been a hard week. One of those “Really? All of this in one week?” kind of weeks. I’ve had to say hard, grown-up words to my children. Words they should be too young to hear, but society challenges me, no – forces me to speak them. To have conversations with them. To speak truth over them.

It’s also going to snow this weekend. The weather is very trivial compared to everything else this week, but I have been cold since October and I’m ready to be warm again. This is why I’m sitting on the floor in the sunshine. Maybe I can soak in enough to make it to next Wednesday, when the sun will reappear.

Psalm 34 says:

“I sought the Lord, and he answered me and rescued me from all my fears. Those who look to him are radiant with joy; their faces will never be ashamed.” v.4-5

and

“The eyes of the Lord are on the righteous, and his ears are open to their cry for help.” v.15

This is the simple truth that I need this week. God sees me. In those hard conversations and situations, where I feel completely lost, God sees me. He knows right where I am. He is always with me. This sweet, sweet promise is one I hold on to tight. Even more so in weeks likes this one.

Maybe you are in a hard season. Or a hard week. Or a hard moment. God sees you.

Maybe you’ve had to have hard conversations. With a spouse. With children. With a co-worker. With a friend. God sees you.

Maybe you are still stuck in winter and are praying for spring. God sees you.

Even with our situations seem dark, and make God harder to see, his sovereignty, his power, will hold you and sustain you. No matter how loud your day is. God hears you.

Look past the dark. Look through the noise. Walk toward His presence. His love. His promises.

Go and sit in that small, warm patch of sunshine, and soak it in!

Socks, Bare Feet and Carol Burnett

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When I was growing up, I wanted to be on Broadway. I memorized lyrics, sang the songs, and in my heart, was a Broadway Baby. The girls next door loved musicals as much as I did. We would put together our own musicals on their driveway. Belting out show tunes, or made up songs. We were a regular drive-thru theatre.

We probably “produced” Annie a million times. The 1982 movie cemented the songs and dreams in our brain. I was often Annie, the most sought after character in our group. She was the lead, after all. As I grew up, my desired character shifted from Annie to Ms. Hannigan, because, well … Carol Burnett. (I also wanted to be Carol Burnett when I grew up, because, well … Carol Burnett!)

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Can’t you just hear her singing?

“Little girls. Little girls. Every where I turn. I see them.”

Part of this song has become a sort of anthem of my motherhood. I know, Ms. Hannigan does not portray the best qualities, or any qualities of motherhood. But stay with me, because neither does my attitude toward this one little area.

Socks!

Little (and now big) girl socks!

Ms. Hannigan sings it so well.

“How I hate. Little socks. Little shoes. And each little bloomer!”

She’s belting it out for mothers everywhere!!! The chore of matching little socks, those that are not eaten by the dryer, are my least favorite thing to do. It never fails. Socks go in, but they don’t come out. Also, have you noticed that the same socks, that came in the same package, and are washed and dried in the same machines, come out in different sizes? Also, why can we never find socks? We must have a thousand socks in this house.

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The Sock Basket. Where lonely socks go to die!

All fall and winter long, I hear the same question every day. Every day. (Sigh) “Mom. I need socks!” It’s like I’m living in the movie Groundhog’s Day. Yesterday, there were 12 pairs of socks in your drawer. Where are they today?

Then, something wonderful happens. That something wonderful happened on Sunday. The freezing temperatures are gone, the sun is shinning, and the morning air feels … warm. Dressing for church suddenly takes no time, because there are no socks or tights needed.

We have entered … The Bare Foot Zone!

And it’s wonderful. Sandals, flip-flops,¬†and bare feet!!!

So, here’s to you, Ms. Hannigan and your “Little Girls” song. I also would have “cracked years ago, if it weren’t for my sense of humor!” Let’s hope I don’t end up in the nuthouse with you.

Becoming a Girl of Grace – Review

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With all of the love of a mother, Catherine Bird shares with us a beautiful Bible study perfect for moms and their tween girls. With three tween girls of my own, I am always looking for news and engaging ways to explore Scripture together. Catherine does just that.

Each of the eight chapters start with a personal story which quickly connects to Scripture. She goes on to dive deeper into the Bible. The “Heart Check” questions are perfect and appropriate for an 8 year old and a 12 year old. Nothing is watered down or too simplified for older girls.

I love that encluded with each chapter are activities for moms and daughters. These creative ideas range from arts & crafts to home pedicures to community service. There is something for everyone and each idea provides intentional time to connect with your daugther.

The book also includes and eight-week Bible study facilitator’s guide. Fun activities and games are included to help make a group Bible study extra fun. I can’t wait to use this with the tween girls from my church this year.

Becoming a Girl of Grace is an engaging, age-appropriate, creative Bible study that aims to bring mothers and daughters together all while studying the Bible.

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This book is available tomorrow, February 14th on www.amazon.com, www.christianbook.com.

*I received an Advanced Reader Copy from the publisher. This is my honest review.*