Direction of this blog

I’ve struggled for some time about the direction of this blog.  I know I totally want it to be about parenting and all that comes with being a mother as I go through the different phases of mothering.  I’ve thought about how many women have given birth to children and never wrote anything down.  They don’t have specifics to pass on to mothers in the next generation.  I want to remember for my children.

But what I was struggling with was the idea of making this a place for all women of all backgrounds, ethnicities, cultures, and religions.  I have some friends in my life that are not Christians and I was afraid my blog would be appalling to them with any religious undertones.  As I’ve been writing and things I’d like to document or share cannot be shared without the mention of Jesus.

You see, every part of motherhood has taught me more and more about Jesus.  My relationship with Him would probably be non-existent without my struggle to get pregnant, miscarriage, and then a difficult first pregnancy–oh and add in maintaining a strong marriage within all this.  In fact, I don’t think I’d even know what a relationship with Christ meant.  I was saved, by the grace of God when I was 17, but I didn’t understand what it fully meant other than that I had grace, I had eternal life, I had salvation.

I can no longer hold my tongue about how amazing my God is.  I will let Him shine through these blog posts because He is the one behind this whole “thing.”  He is the one that taught me relation, trust, unconditional love, and so much more.

Something ironic is that my son Dietrich’s conception, pregnancy, delivery, and first few weeks of life were probably the most prayed over that I’ve ever known.  He was the first baby of my Ignite Women’s group at church in which I’m a core leader.  We are a group of women brought together with the same thirst for Jesus: “But if I say, “I will not mention his word or speak anymore in his name,” his word is in my heart like a fire, a fire shut up in my bones. I am weary of holding it in; indeed, I cannot.” Jeremiah 20:9.  Before Dietrich had a name, he was called “Our Little 20:9.”  Wouldn’t ya know it he was born on July 29th?!  Wouldn’t ya know it, his birth forever changed my life and the direction I’d be strolling (or tripping over toys) down?

I’m so thankful for the blessing of my Little 20:9 and for my beauty that “I prayed for this child, and the Lord has granted me what I asked of him.” (1 Samuel 1:27).


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