7th grade Carey. Wow! I needed a brow wax. Hi God. Hi. I feel like I am in 7th grade all over again. What do you mean? I feel immature in my faith. I feel like I am praying like I did then. Explain. When I wake in the morning I feel like praying “God, if you will please, please, please give my husband a job today I will never ever do anything bad again!” Remember those days? Oh goodness. Of course I do. Let’s think about that. How did that style of praying work out for you then? Well  ...

God, I know I don’t say it enough but I wanted to say it now while I am thinking about it.  Thank you. Thank you, thank you, and thank you some more for my sweet family. Thank you for all the giggles that fill our home. Thank for the tender moments I peeked in on between father and daughter playing tea party. Thank you for the conversations I overheard between father and son as they talk about why daddy is looking for a job. Thank you for kids who want to have a “pajama party” during the  ...

God, The other day I was feeling guilty for how much I need You right now. Really I should need You, like I do right now, all the time. But then You sent me a little reminder, in the form of one of my little people, how it works. As I was writing the other morning, early in the morning, before the sun had risen I heard the tears and pitter patter of tiny feet in the hall. Little A was looking for me…her mommy. She needed me. She had awoken from her sleep and in her blurry state she needed  ...

Last week I asked You for a sign. Just something that would help me to know that You know we are here… a reminder that I am not invisible. Those can be hard to see when you find yourself in the midst of a pity party. But sure enough, like always, You delivered. It just took me a few days to realize it. J(smiling) I started noticing last week that something I had written way back in April for the blog had gone viral on Pinterest. It struck me as odd that something written and posted so long  ...