I haven’t written in a while. This season we’re in calls for seeking advice rather than giving any. I feel steeped in “Do I choose THIS battle?”, quite similarly to when I had three preschoolers. Now, however, there are three teenagers who are suddenly my size. I no longer squat down to look them in the eye. Instead, I notice their eyes are quite level with my own.
Let me first say that my kids are amazing. They are fun, funny, responsible, kind, respectful, and polite. I don’t have much to complain about.
In spite of this, they are also … Read the rest
I’m a planner. And I am good at it.
From my mom, I learned how to make lists and schedules and do it all.
From my dad, I learned the value of hard work (enter Chad’s jokes about me being a dairy farmer’s daughter).
From my husband, I learned that I schedule 110% of my time.
I recently found myself ready to go for an appointment, with 5 minutes before I had to leave. Five minutes. I can do something with that. I stripped the bed, grabbed the towels, and headed for the laundry room. However, once there I realized … Read the rest
I’ve learned a trick that many elementary school teachers know – when the classroom gets loud, the teacher gets quiet. If the teacher begins to whisper to the students, eventually one of them will notice and begin shushing the other students. “Quiet! I can’t hear the teacher!”
On Sunday morning, our worship pastor asked if we know why God whispers. In that moment I felt God tell me, “It’s so you’ll listen.”
You have to be quiet to hear a whisper. Your surroundings have to be quiet to hear a whisper. Your thoughts have to be quiet to hear … Read the rest
“You don’t scare me. I have three teenagers at home.” Actual words I said recently.
This stage is growing me more than any before. The biggest area of growth I think is learning how to listen. Well, learning how to listen to a teenager.
The kids know when I’m not really listening and just throwing in a Wow! or That’s cool! simply to keep things moving. I have to stop, make eye contact, listen, and ask questions. This isn’t teenager specific, I’m finding it’s just good manners. Also, when they feel heard and understood, their hearts are much … Read the rest
I’ve had asthma since I was 10. Exercise-induced asthma, to be specific. I’ve seen a handful of doctors, owned 2 nebulizers, countless inhalers, had a few ER visits. My solution: no running. Everything is fine if I don’t run.
Earlier this month I decided to try out “Couch to 5k”, not because I want to run a 5k, but because I want to be stronger and healthier. And, let’s be honest, I want my will to beat my body on this one. (I tried once before and failed miserably) This time would be different. This time WILL be different. I … Read the rest
I am stretching and growing, and sometimes I am resisting stretching and growing. We are being asked to parent differently than we used to, because we have different kids in our house. They are no longer three and completely dependent; they are in middle and high school, and fighting tooth and nail against dependence.
I used to say, “Here’s your lunch.” That gave way to, “What would you like for lunch?” And now I hear, “Hey mom, can I make ______ for lunch?” It’s weird, and I have so much more food in the house than I used to…and also … Read the rest
Just as a body, though one, has many parts, but all its many parts form one body, so it is with Christ. For we were all baptized by one Spirit so as to form one body – whether Jews or Gentiles, slave or free – and we were all given the one Spirit to drink. Even so the body is not made up of one part but many. – 1 Corinthians 12:12-14
Have you ever experienced significant physical pain? About 4 years ago I cracked a disc in my lower back. The pain was significant for months until I was … Read the rest
As our kids get older, it’s tricky to know what is and isn’t appropriate to blog about. Their privacy is important to me. I don’t want them to someday discovery that I have a blog (in a very, very loose sense of the term) and be mortified about what I’ve shared.
But here goes.
Our children are 11, 12, and 13 years old. The disrespect in our home is on an upward swing. “Well, Janna, we don’t let our kids be disrespectful.” That’s wonderful. We don’t let them be disrespectful either, and yet here we are. They are free-willed, eyes-rolling, … Read the rest
We’ve been in our new house for nearly two months, and to be perfectly honest, it feels like we’ve always been here. And now, on the other side, I can sit in the peace and reflect.
Packing felt stressful, it felt like too much. I think now that it wasn’t, it just all goes. It all goes in a box, gets labeled, and goes. Unpacking? That sucks. Do I want this? Do I need this? Where do I want this to live forever and ever, amen? Can’t it just stay in a box in the attic? (I have an attic … Read the rest
We’re moving. Maybe you didn’t know that. Here’s a brief run down…
July 30: house on the market; 8 showings in 4 days, 3 offers, sold August 3; 3 weeks of packing like crazy, then a bad inspection and a buyer backing out.
Oh, and we were preparing for a 13-day cross-country vacation.
On the day we left for vacation, we put the house back on the market, show-ready, and let our realtor do his thing. We just drove away with headaches, stomach aches, heart aches. We came back on a Tuesday, house sold on Saturday, September 10. Back to … Read the rest