Each summer brings opportunities for social gatherings, extended travels, and moments of reprieve and relaxation. Summer is one of my […]
On June 30th, 2022, I read about the confusion, pain, and isolation Christian families face when a child COMES OUT. […]
A short clip from Tuesday’s event. I am already practicing! Sara taught us how to teach our children to say […]
The story of Noah is one of my first little one’s favorite Bible stories. Last year, I asked him, “Can […]
A few days ago, Lisa shared a powerful post on the voice of God. Her post ties beautifully with what […]
The story of Noah is perhaps one of the little one’s favorite Bible stories. If you ask him, “Can you […]
In celebration of Good Friday, I reflect on Mary’s experience as a mother and it never gets old. I shared […]
It is not coincidental that this devotional was written in a month women’s history is being celebrated. I was not […]
I have struggled with the sin of comparison on several occasions. I always depend on God’s word to bring me […]
The Happy Momma, She finds her sense of worth in God, not in motherhood. She first identifies as the daughter […]
My 2 year old is OBSESSED with 2 things- swords and my house shoes.He doesn’t like wearing his shoes… or socks… […]
When I moved to the U.S. in my late teens, I desperately wanted to change my accent. I wanted to fit in. I didn’t like my accent despite people telling me “I love your accent” several times. They often follow the compliment with “where are you originally from?”. That’s the question I didn’t like answering. I would have to tell them I am originally from Nigeria but I didn’t want to. That was the problem and motherhood solved the problem.
I, without thinking grabbed a dark brown crayon and started coloring the girl’s skin. Without skipping a beat, the little boy asked me why I would use that ugly brown color because my real skin was so nice and white. I didn’t know if I wanted to cry or hug him more in that moment.
Three little girls were sitting on the bottom bleacher watching the basketball game. As we walked by, one girl stuck out her foot and tried to trip my daughter. She then stuck out her tongue and told my daughter that her hair was ugly…..