Parenting in the light

Parenting in the light

It’s been awhile since I’ve added to our on-going series, You Are Not a Victim, You’re a Mom. I thought I’d do that today, simply because I woke up overwhelmed with gratitude that I’m not languishing in turbulent darkness anymore. Overwhelmed by joy is much more wonderful than being overwhelmed by all the people and all the discipline and all the feelings… I’ve come so far in my own personal journey as a mom. For years I was bound by overwhelming emotions. It was dark and I stumbled with my thinking and my speaking, in my heart and in my home. Feeling angry and hurt and hurt and angry and overwhelmed and helpless and hurt and angry and powerless… and powerless, you may know, is the emotion that bubbles up and out into unrighteousness displays of power most of all. But powerlessness doesn’t have control of my mind and reactions any more. I am free from the darkness and parenting in the light. And free to encourage you forward in your light-drenched journey as well. Here is a short list of things you can do to takes daily steps forward each day.   FIVE STEPS TO HELP MOVE YOU OUT OF THE DARKNESS AND START PARENTING IN THE LIGHT Click To Tweet     FIVE STEPS TO HELP MOVE YOU OUT OF THE DARKNESS AND START PARENTING IN THE LIGHT   1) Turn your eyes upon Jesus. The old hymn promises, “Turn your eyes upon Jesus, look full in his wonderful face, and the things of earth will grow strangely dim, in the light of his glory and grace.” God’s...
Interview with a Renaissance Mom – Krystal Whitten

Interview with a Renaissance Mom – Krystal Whitten

There’s something about a hand-scripted piece of scripture. All the swirls and colors, all that beauty, work together to bring the Word of God out into the world in a fresh new way. Krystal Whitten, and many of her contemporaries,  remind me of Isaiah 52:7 as I scroll through Instagram and see their scripture art: “How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him who brings good news, who publishes peace, who brings good news of happiness, who publishes salvation, who says to Zion, ‘Your God reigns.'” (Isaiah 52:7, ESV) Blessed are the hands that script good news – publishing peace and salvation, each time they hit “publish” and share their scripture art on social media.     Welcome back to our ongoing series, Interview with a Renaissance Mom. Today I get to introduce you to one of my favorite lettering artists, Krystal Whitten.  Y’all are going to love this sweet creative mom. So let’s get on with it and invite Krystal to share with us a bit about how her family life and faith life and flourishing creative life all work together in this mothering season. I trust that you’ll be blessed!     Please introduce yourself to us by sharing who you are, where you live, and a bit about your kids.   Hey, I’m Krystal Whitten. I was born and raised in the South and currently live in Tampa, FL with my husband Andy and our two children, Pierce (6) and Haven (4). Since it’s summer, my days are full of pool time, Paw Patrol, and popsicles. Ever since my son was born, I’ve had the opportunity of being...
Patina – A poem about marriage and classic cars

Patina – A poem about marriage and classic cars

  Matty B, that’s what we call him. The other day I was penning a letter to his father and wrote, “Your son’s a good dad… but he’s a wonderful husband.” I don’t know what he’ll think about that, but it’s what I mean. Parenting is hard, but marriage, for us, somehow just came naturally. 16 years ago, right about now, we were planning a wedding without really knowing each other at all. We didn’t have time for that, living long-distance, eager to get started. So we planned a wedding in 11 weeks, 1,600 miles apart. One day on the phone (a phone that plugged into the wall,) he asked me if it was crazy what we were doing… getting married without really knowing one another. And I said, “Not any crazier than what most of our grandparents did when they met and married and made the commitment to love each other till death parted them. I’m sure there will be things about you that will be hard, but I’m going to marry all of you.” And I did, after less than a dozen dates. One of the many things I didn’t know was how much this Texan loved classic cars, or how my home state of California would suit him so well. Or what a good dad he would be to our three sons… or what a wonderful husband he’d be to me.   Patina by Wendy Speake   Rambling down the asphalt toward home, the boys hear him coming – whoop and holler feel him coming. The rumble of a V-8.   Round the last bend and...
My Boys – they’re not so little anymore

My Boys – they’re not so little anymore

My boys are growing up, and always want to be on the move now, so I filled our summer schedule to the brim. The teenager is especially fond of chasing fun. Slow days at home grow tiresome for him. But in the midst of all the going, I’m holding tight to the not so distant past, and all the memories of slow afternoons doing crafts and playing dress-up and eating popsicles when they were small. Tonight I came across a sweet little journal entry from four years ago, and it made me all weepy. I just had to share it here, for those of you still knee deep in park dates and naptimes.     (March 2014) The other night I peeked in on my middle-est, long after he was supposed to be asleep. Instead of sleeping he was playing, propped up on his elbow, adjusting the 30-some mini-figures on his nightstand. As he worked he sang quietly to himself, “I won’t grow up… I don’t want to go to school… just to learn to be a parrot… and recite a silly rule…” I’ve been thinking of the story of Peter Pan lately myself. My name is Wendy. And the name Wendy was first imagined, penned and introduced to the world by Scottish novelist and playwright J.M. Barrie. Audiences in England and America alike fell in love with Peter, the boy who never grew up, and Wendy, the lost boys’ play mother. Standing on the cusp of a new season, I’ve been thinking of Wendy Darling and her lost boys. How dear she was to them, to darn their socks, tell them stories...
Summer Exercise Challenge

Summer Exercise Challenge

Welcome back to our ongoing summer series: BOYS.  I have a soft place in my heart for boys, and for the moms who are raising them. Check out some of my other summertime boy-posts here.   During the summer our boys play a lot… everyday. As a matter of fact, this morning they tumbled out of bed and into the pool before breakfast, and I’m typing this short post out just moments before we head to the beach for the afternoon. However, like the rest of their breed, there are plenty of afternoons when they’ll whine over boredom and complain, “Why can’t I just watch tv and play video games all summer? All my friends get to….” {I don’t think so.) Don’t get me wrong, there is plenty of couch-time in the summertime here in our world, but on the days we are home and lazing about, before they do any TV watching or video gaming each boy must read for half an hour and do a minimum of three dad-approved exercises. The boys have a list that includes: 25/25/25 – shorthand for 25 sit-ups, 25 push-ups, and 25 squats (50/50/50 for the teen boy) 25 laps in the pool (50 for the teen) 15 minutes boxing on the bag in the garage 15 minutes on mom’s elliptical machine 2 sprints up the hill behind our home 3 laps around the property – with 25 jumping jacks each time they pass the driveway 5 minutes treading water (20 minutes for the teenager) Reward Over the course of the next 12 weeks, the boys must do a minimum of 3 exercises a day for...