Become as Child: The Magnifying Power of Christ – By Contributor Mama Emily Perkes

Through my recent research I have had this idea of “magnifying our efforts through Christ” on my mind. I was taught this principle again in the most unlikely circumstances: It was a really, really hard morning. My patience was gone before I woke up and a lot of stress was weighing me very low to the ground. Everything was a battle–full on battle–with my kids and I knew it...
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Become as a Child: The Power We Give Our Imperfections – By Contributor Mama Emily Perkes

This morning I had an hour-long cuddle session with my 2-year-old. You should be jealous–it was heavenly. He woke up an hour early and I decided not to stress about all that I could have accomplished in that hour. You could call it being lazy but I am choosing to call it taking time to just Be Still. Maybe some of you mamas have experienced this half-sleep cuddle fun when your little one...
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Mary and Martha – By Contributor Mama Emily Perkes

I have been reading about Martha and Mary  and was surprised by the line that struck me with power during this morning’s study. Each part of Martha’s plea was expounded in my mind to teach me what I needed to hear: “Lord, dost thou not care that my sister hath left me to serve alone? Bid her therefore that she help me.” First, “My sister hath left me to serve alone”–there is so much...
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The Reasons – By Contributor Mama Kathrine

It wasn’t so much a lot of tears and sobbing. It was more a general sense of dread, like nothing could ever be good or worthwhile. Maybe it was a little like how Ron Weasley describes the all-encompassing chill of dementors in the Harry Potter series: like he’ll never feel cheerful again. And despite the fact that my brain knew I was depressed, I still couldn’t shake it. We’d arrived back at our...
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We Can Do Hard Things – By Contributor Mama Kathrine

“…With God all things are possible.” (Matthew 19:26) His hands trembled and his shoulders hunched as he stepped forward to take the tray of bread. As he walked up to the stand at the front of the chapel, he glanced from side to side, making sure he was in the right place. Crossing in front of the pews, he licked his dry lips and took a deep breath. Carefully, he offered the...
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The Witching Hour – By Contributor Mama Kathrine

Despite my best efforts, it had happened again: the Curse of the Witching Hour. You know what I’m talking about. You’ve nearly gotten through the day, dinner is in the works, bedtime is in sight…and then… For the third day in a row, I had become a monster! It was their fault, of course…. They were playing a game actually called “Monster,” where they basically chase each other around the house,...
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