Wonderful words from Kelly Crawford

Kelly, whose family lost their home in the recent tornadoes, has written a beautiful update on her blog: I cannot even begin to express my gratitude to you, to our church family, to our friends and family abroad, to complete strangers, to friends we haven’t seen in years, to the surrounding churches and communities, to so many people who have embraced us with the sweetest … Continue reading Wonderful words from Kelly Crawford

Partial truths from family research

Respected US research organisation Child Trends has published a study showing that children tend to do well when their parents have a happy relationship — and vice-versa. So far, so good. In more detail the researchers claim: Almost without exception, the lowest levels of positive child outcomes are found among children in families where the parent reports that their relationship is “not too happy.” In … Continue reading Partial truths from family research

Redeeming Our Time as Daughters at Home

What are practical ways we can redeem the years following the completion of our formal education and prior to marriage? How can we be extremely intentional as we prepare to be “keepers at home” (Titus 2:5); young women entering marriage capable of efficiently managing the affairs of our homes so that it can be said of us: “the heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of gain” (Prov. 31:11))? As young women also desiring to one day be godly mothers raising our children as arrows for the Lord (Ps. 127:4-5), we have been entrusted with an eternal assignment, that of training and discipling the souls of the next generation. How can we prepare now to one day “train up a child in the way he should go” (Prov. 22:6)?

Recently, I quietly listened as a conversation took place between three teenage girls. They discussed their futures and lack of direction for what to do upon high school graduation. All three shared their desire to eventually get married and have families. Two of the girls spoke especially about their lack of a desire for spending the years following their graduation from high school pursuing a college degree that they would most likely not need. They concluded that they certainly didn’t want to just sit around waiting for their future husband to arrive, but they didn’t know the best way to spend the unknown amount of time between high school graduation and marriage. My heart went out to them, because I understand their desire and sympathize with their quandary. Continue reading “Redeeming Our Time as Daughters at Home”

Advice for the Newly Joyfully at Home

I used to have nightmares about mannequins when I was a little girl.

Seriously. They creeped me out. No matter where the dream started, I always ended up running from an army of mannequins, gasping for air as I finally made it to Daddy’s office, tentatively calling out his name, my eyes pinned to the back of his office chair. Continue reading “Advice for the Newly Joyfully at Home”

The Exquisite Home Culture

What is home culture, you ask?

Home culture is the atmosphere that is purposefully and intentionally cultivated within the four walls of your home. It is the music when you walk in the door, it is the conversation at the dinner table, it is games played by the fireside, it is the singing when your daughters do the dishes or the laughter of small toddlers who find a small green caterpillar. Culture…it exists just as richly and lively inside your home as it does outside your front door.

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A Dream Deferred

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“The torment that so many young women know, bound hand and foot by love and motherhood, without having forgotten their former dreams.” ~Simone de Beauvoir

Someday, I would like to get married to a man who I can follow to the ends of the earth as he follows full-heartedly after Christ.

Someday, I would like to become the mother of as many blessings as the Lord should ordain, raising them in the nurture and admonition of the Lord. Continue reading “A Dream Deferred”

A Wise Mother Guards Her Time


She was busy running the women’s ministry at church. She would rush home and get ready for her MOPS meeting and then later in the day she knew she would somehow try to fit in the desperately needed shopping trip to host the monthly bible study in her home. She also had to run Johnny to soccer practice and little Suzy to her ballet class. She had forgotten to make dinner again and hubby would be home soon, not to mention she hadn’t touched the growing pile of laundry for days. She was tired, overwhelmed, and burnt out.

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A Ministry of Muffins

There is a homeless man who lives in our town… well, at least I think he’s homeless. Most people say that he is. Although someone told me he has an attic room somewhere on the east side of town, and that may be true. Someone else who knows someone who works in the bank says he has a fortune in a savings account, but that seems unlikely. Early in the mornings, he walks methodically up and down the streets, combing through the garbage and under hedges looking for empty bottles. Continue reading “A Ministry of Muffins”

The two worlds of the homemaker

Sometimes life gives you lemons, and, being a homemaker, you make lemonade.  Sometimes life gives you pink flowers, and you arrange them in a vase…  and sometimes life gives you cookie crumbs and peanut butter smears, and the only thing you can do is wipe them up and love the ones who have left them for you. The following is a story of how some pink roses inspired me to clean up half of my house to better enjoy their elegance.


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There is a vase with pink roses standing next to me on the desk. They make me smile every single time I look at them. My husband is the most wonderful, romantic man, but these roses were not a gift from him. Being busy at work and coming home to help me with our active boy rarely leaves time for a stop for flowers. I love flowers, though, and they add a little touch of something extra feminine to the interior. Continue reading “The two worlds of the homemaker”