Life. Love. Jesus. Everything in between.

God must be a coon hunter. He has to be. Several weeks ago my daughter and I were walking in the coon woods a couple hundred yards behind my husband and the band of coon hunting brothers. We could occasionally see their light bouncing back and forth between the trees and the moon was shining so brightly that if you let your eyes get good and adjusted to the night you could see like a dim hall light was on and you were a kid sneaking out of your room to raid the pantry in the middle of the night. Wasn't bright by any means, but it'll do. Well we had a teeny flashlight a friend had let Charlee borrow because she had left hers at home and she insisted that we use that light instead of letting the moon glow. We were walking along a good, well beaten, path with an occasional muddy spot where your rubber boots make a sucking noise from the earth trying to snatch your boot off. A couple hundred yards into the walk it started getting even muddier and pools of pollen tinged water were

 Yesterday my son stood infront of me during our worship service at church like he often does. Typically holding one of my hands and letting go only long enough for me to raise my hands when I feel moved too...I had one hand on his chest and one in the air and we were both singing at the top of our lungs. I could feel his chest rise and fall as he would take a deep breath and belt out another line of the song. I had a huge smile on my face knowing that my 8 year old enjoys worship just as much as me.  He's been singing that same song all day today and I just can't help but think... I have no idea where life will take him. I have no way of knowing the challenges and wonderful opportunities my daughter will come across in life. I can't say that they will always make the right choices and I don't know if they'll always seek Godly wisdom about every decision... One thing I do know is that if all they ever are is two people who know they're not perfect, but try their

In life we all go through so many different situations and circumstances. Some of those which we may have created ourselves and often times ones that are beyond our control. In my short 27 years I have learned a few things about these kind of life challenges.  We all have a go-to form of coping. Some of us push through and pretend the world really isn't falling in around us, even though we know we are walking through hell.  Some of us live in denial. A full-fledged, "what are you talking about", "everything is fine", "idk why you would even be worried about me" when asked, kind of denial.  Others may just fall apart. Life gets hard and boom...you're done..can't deal..can't hold it together..fall out..lose your mind..kind of fall apart.  I've learned for me personally that regardless of what situation I find myself in, big or small, it's ALL in how I handle it. Like I said, we all cope differently, but maybe that's the problem. M

If you read  A Hunter's Wife Cry for Help - The Original Post  just know I am not who I was.  Over the years my bitter hatred towards hunting grew into a strong dislike, but understanding. A Hunter's Wife Cry for Help - Part II  can attest to my growth. But today we find ourselves here. Over the last year there's been more growth and through the last months there's been a radical change.  If you would've asked me what I like to do after 9 p.m. several years ago I would tell you "be sleeping".  If you asked me in the middle of April 2020 I probably would've said "go coon hunting".... I know. You're in complete shock. But it's true. Somehow...and I'm really not even sure how tbh.. But somehow we went from complete despise to "can we please go coon hunting tonight??"... For whatever reason..maybe it was the quarantine and we literally had NO WHERE IN THE WORLD ELSE TO GO...but maybe just maybe I enjoyed it.  It wasn't n

Today was our second day of school. My kids have begged and begged to start our homeschooling so yesterday I finally caved. I learned more on the day 2 than they did...I can promise you! Today I went over each kids spelling words with them individually.  For them to practice their words I had to copy them down on notebook paper first. As I sat there writing I thought to myself I better write them completely accurate and not get sloppy or lazy with my penmanship.  Even though they're 5 and 7 and fully know how to write all their letters, I know if I write a letter a certain way they will do it just like I did.  I know if I get lazy they will justify being lazy in their own writing.  I know if I slack off they will think it's okay to be a slacker. I know if I bend the rules just once they'll think it's okay to bend them whenever too. And.  It. Hit. Me.  I should be more concerned about them copying my actions than my handwriting. Seriously.  Yes they're watching how I

Just keeping it real bc that's the only thing I know how to do. If you are a person who cannot be happy for other people... If you are a person who simply cannot smile or clap for other people who are doing well... If you are a person who would rather see someone fall than rise... If you are a person who is busying putting people down instead of lifting them up... If you are a person who blows out other people's candles in hopes that yours will burn brighter... IT. HAS. GOT. TO. STOP. There's no sense to it. And if you call yourself a follower of Christ you better check yourself...and listen up. I heard a preacher say one time that the prodigal son came home and though his father was thrilled...the brother of the prodigal son was ticked. You heard that right. He was MAD that his brother had came to his senses and came home. Was he really upset his brother returned? Not exactly. He was mad because his dad celebrated.  He had the NERVE to kill the fatted calf for the brother