keep going mama

Today marks the six week mark of my maternity leave after the birth of our son. In a rare moment that has been hard to come by in the attempt to balance a 2 1/2 year old big sister and all things ‘newborn’, I find myself with a moment to reflect. I look around my non-showered self to a heaping pile of unfolded laundry on the couch across from me, plenty of unread books I was sure that I would get too, toys from big sister scattered on the floor, a sink full of dishes and a stomach of my own growling. My coffee is cold 2x over. It has been a ride for sure.

Even though it is the most beautiful thing, it is also one of the most challenging. It is in this moment that I find myself in a mixture of emotions – a smile on my face and tears in my eyes. Thankful. Very thankful. My little is healthy, smiling, growing, and thriving.

But let me just say, it is not easy… IT’S HARD. And breastfeeding – that’s another story. This weekend we FINALLY got there. After six weeks time, hundreds of pumping sessions and attempts full of tears from both my little and I, we got there. I breastfed with my daughter for just under three months before formula (I am a firm believer that a fed baby is a healthy baby). When my son came, I thought since I had done it before it would be easy. It wasn’t. I was just about to throw in the towel and exclusively pump, and then the light-bulb clicked. I say all of this for one reason. For the new mom who is reading this. Whatever it may be for you, or maybe it is all of it. You are not alone. You are doing great. Your baby is so blessed to have your love. Keep it up. Keep going. Give yourself grace. You are creating a space of love, comfort and security. Remember that. You rock!

If I have learned anything this second time around it is this: in the midst of it all, the only way to soak it in and enjoy it, is to let some things go. Those towels, dishes and toys scattered in the floor aren’t going anywhere, and those books – you can read those later. These baby snuggles though, they don’t last forever. Choose them. Embrace perfection in the imperfection.

what if.

Imagine how pleased God would be if we followed His instruction. What would happen if we actually began to love one another with sincerity?

Imagine the magnitude of what could be accomplished for the Kingdom if we stopped exerting energy on the judgment of others and simply started loving. Placing judgment is not our duty. Loving is.

We are called to use our energy for action in sharing pure love with one another. If this was done, I believe that far more people would come to see the true light of God. It can be as simple as bringing a meal to a neighbor, calling to check-in after a hard day for a friend, opening the door for a stranger with a smile or volunteering your time or resources to a cause you believe in.

Someone’s faith, race, gender, political beliefs or social status should never determine someone’s value. We are ALL His great works and deserving of love.

In today’s culture, the presence of self-righteousness, pride, anger, power, greed, control and even preference is all over. None of which is holy. Worse, when this type of behavior is coming from Christians, it only further alienates people from seeing Jesus in us. It is through us, that others may come to see the light of the gospel.

Today I challenge us all to refrain from the act of judgment; taking inventory on thoughts and actions. Instead, lets live out our lives illuminating love and truth in obedience to God so that others may see a true reflection of His mighty ways.

In the book How People Grow, it is said; “We desired to control things we could not control, including each-other, and we lost control of ourselves. We tried to become the judge, and we ended up being judgmental instead; we lost our ability to experience life and each other by exercising the very judgment we desired. We stopped obeying Gods design and rules and made up our own” (Cloud and Townsend, 2001, p.35).

how i found sunshine.

Like many, my story has been one of many terrains. A midwestern girl born and raised in Minnesota – the youngest of three children. I have an older brother and sister. Growing up, my family attended a local church regularly. Being completely honest though, looking back I feel that my relationship with God was never an ‘active’ one until my early twenties.

Near the end of High School, I found myself in a serious relationship and was married by the age of nineteen. Following school, the hectic pace of life set in. My time with God began to dwindle. I began attending church when it worked out or on the holidays. It was a relationship on my terms not on God’s. It really was a one-sided relationship.

I continued this attempt of controlling my own steps until my early twenties. My world as I knew it began to crumble. I vividly remember one morning, standing in front of my bathroom mirror. Who was I? How did I get here? I had lost my identity. I felt empty, lost and defeated. Everything I believed I had built and worked for was lost. Four years after getting married and years of painful moments, I found myself sitting on a couch next to the same person I had said ‘I do’ to. This time, we were making the decision to end our marriage. This was not a quick process however it was for the health of both of us. The pain endured going through such a time of loss was excruciating, confusing and filled with inexpressible emotions throughout its many stages. I was at a low of lows.

I began the attempt to pick myself up. I wanted nothing more than the storm to pass. I was in search of my inner spirit once again. I had no idea where or how to begin. Shame was all over my heart. I had felt like not only had I failed myself, my friends and family- especially my parents  who have been married for over forty years, but greater, I felt like I had disappointed God.

It was on a random day that I had begun to hear the words and love of a church near my home. I was driving alone with the sun shining in on my face. My radio was on full-blast as I wept and cried out for help with both hands gripped to the steering wheel. That was the day I decided to take a step. I would attend that church I had heard of. The first day I attended, I undeniably felt the Holy Spirit move through me. Each week after, God continued to guide me back to the place I would come to know Him better. Through this, I began to find peace in His name. Each message and song we sang, I felt as though God was speaking directly to me. During this time,  I learned to meet God where I was, not where I believed He wanted me to be. I brought with my fear, anxiety and defeat in full surrender. I was home. Thankfully, in addition to my relationship with Jesus, I had the support of my loving parents, family, close friends, and a professional counselor.

Roughly a year after I had first attended, the divorce had been finalized. I was worshiping- or more so, crying out in my infamous ugly cry at a baptism service. I had no intention of being baptized that day however sitting in my chair with tears welling up in my eyes, God spoke boldly to me on that cold day in February. I chose to surrender my life to God as my Savior. I vividly remember sobbing all the way through the line as I walked toward the baptism waters. Everything changed as I came up from the water. It was a new beginning. The old had been washed away, and I was made new. I was finally ready to hand over the reigns to God, and that I did.

The storm clouds hovering over me were now shifting with sunlight in view behind them off in the distance. There was hope.

Throughout the highs and lows, I have been able to find my identity in Christ. Additionally, I met my husband Elliot while serving in Kids Ministry at our church. We eventually started dating and were married. We have also been gifted with our first child, Lilah. God’s faithfulness has truly blessed me with a loving husband who leads with grace, loves with his whole heart, and has the ability to give really great belly laughs!

Regardless of the unknown ahead, I now have a sincere peace and wholeness that I have come to know can only be found in God’s unfailing love. This peace and wholeness is available for you too.

There is sunshine found in redemption!

In Him we have redemption through His Blood, the forgiveness of our trespasses, according to the riches of His Grace –  Ephesians 1:7 NIV