~We Are Witnesses~

I woke up this morning and began to scroll through my facebook feed as usual, when I came across this link with the title: (Disclaimer: this link has some violent looking images in it, not for anyone easily triggered)ย Feminists Perform Bloody Fake Abortion On Woman Dressed As Virgin Mary.

I saw the anger, the hatred in the comments, most of which came from Christians and a strange sensation rose up inside of me, I could feel it in the depth of my soul.

I wanted to reach out to these woman preforming this bloody (Fake blood, but still) sacrilege against the Christ my savior and instead of hating them, instead of being angry with them, I wanted to hold them and embrace them. I wanted to love on them and show them that even in the midst of this depravity that there was hope and love because I cannot imagine that to preform something so inhumane in the streets for all to see, was done by someone who knew what happiness and true joy meant. I see these lost souls and I am filled with so much desire to reach out and give understanding of who Christ is to them.

I realized that this broken world is filled with so much pain and anguish and I have to wonder how much less broken would it be if the Christians of this world actually stood up and spoke.

We are not supposed to be filled with hate, we should not be shocked about this, we should be filled with compassion and sadness. These people need Christ, these people need love and these people need compassion.

I hate to say this, because it hurts my heart to think about it, but we have failed as Christians.

โ€˜For you will be a witness for Him to all men of what you have seen and heard.

Acts: 22:15

“You will be hated by all because of My name, but it is the one who has endured to the end who will be saved.

Mathew 10:22

โ€œThe second is this, โ€˜YOU SHALL LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR AS YOURSELF.โ€™ There is no other commandment greater than these.โ€

Mark 12:31

These three verses I think go hand in hand so well.

We are called to witness, not to be mute. Our voices are supposed to be used to show the world the love and forgiveness of Christ, instead I see so much anger and hatred from people claiming Christianity, how are we supposed to show these people who the God of the universe is if we are condemning them with our hatred and matching them anger for anger.

We who stand with Christ are supposed to be hated, that means we are getting somewhere, unless the reason we are hated is because we too are being hateful. If we are truly standing with Christ they may hate us, but we will be in the right and that will make the true impact on the lives we are supposed to be touching.

That last verse, we should love our neighbors as ourselves clearly states that there is no other commandment greater than these. He did not stutter. He did not say unless this situation, ect ect ect. He said to love.

So why then are we spreading so much hate?

We have failed this world in so many ways, however it is not to late to stand with Christ, it is not to late to spread love and forgiveness. It is not to late to stand with the light.

Let me ask you this, when you face judgment day, can you say you will ย be proud of what you have to show for your life?

Because at this moment I can’t.

I want to be a witness for The Lord.

God gave his only son as a living sacrifice to take our sins, don’t you think the least we can do is get off our high horses and show others what an amazing love that is?

~We Don’t Have To Be Perfect~

Do you ever feel that slight twitch just above you left eyebrow?

Do you repeat that word for what feels like the trillionth time?

Do get that urge to raise your voice yet another octave?


Parenting, it can make you just a little crazy.

Day in and day out you can feel like the worst parent in the world.

โ€œAm I cut out for this?โ€ The question repeatedly bouncing around your brain as you argue about where your toddler should put his boogers after he is done fishing them out of his nose…

Parenting is messy, it is cringe worthy and it can be the most trying thing in the universe.


I think every parent asks themselves at least once, sometimes even once a day, if they are doing this right.


Well guess what?

I have figured out the secret.

Want to hear it?


There is no right way to parent.


I know right, how can that be?

Well let me tell you.


Every single child was created different.

It is not about doing it perfect, it is about doing it right for your child.

Loving your child, caring for your child, training your child.

God gave us these amazing little beings to care for and He doesnโ€™t even ask us to do it alone, He is right there with us every step of the way.


When I am overwhelmed my favorite thing to do lately is immerse myself in some peaceful Christian music and it has been amazing how quickly that helps my sweet babies when they to are stressed out too.

So next time you begin to wonder, โ€œAm I A good parentโ€ or feel stressed out, remember the maker of the universe is just a prayer away and He never said anything about there being one specific way to parent.


Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid. ย ย ย ย ย John 14:27


Now may the Lord of peace himself give you peace at all times and in every way. The Lord be with all of you.

2 Thessalonians 3:16

~We Were Already Free~


Disclaimer: This is my opinion.

A war began.

It raged across the nation, destroying everything it touched.

Where beauty and color once thrived now lay a barren wasteland.

First came the tears and then they stopped.

Only an empty cold shell remained.



The strong became the weak and the weak became the strong.

Those once cherished and protected became the heartless warriors now scorned.

Sometimes when I look at the world outside my window, that is what I see.

I am a woman, once upon a time, I feel like that was a beautiful word, something unique and special, something to cherish, something all itโ€™s own.

So why now does it feel almost shameful to be a woman?

I hear the rising roar of woman across the nation, โ€œMan. Man made us like this.โ€



Listen to yourself.

This is a lie.

Man did not make us who we are, we made us.

We made choices and did not think about the consequences.

We want freedoms that we already had.

Now we just want to become the man.


Why as a woman should we become a man?

We were not made to be the same.

We were created different.

We are neither inferior, superior or the same as a man.

Our bodies have the power to grow a life inside of them.

Is that not amazing? Is that not beautiful?

We all have the ability to be completely unique, How is that not incredible?

We are motherโ€™s, daughterโ€™s, workers, we are strong, we are independant, we can be business woman, we can be homemakers, we can be anything, ย we are woman. Why would you want to change that?

โ€œWell man thinks we are inferior and can be walked all over.โ€


You can not throw the sins of a few in the face of an entire gender.

Just like there are terrible woman out there, but we are not (ALL) terrible.

Do you see what we are teaching our children?

We want the right to throw children away?

To murder them?

While fighting for these so called rights, we murder our young?

We are teaching the next generation that they are worthless!

That their lives only matter if we want them to.

How is that a way to live? How is that any kind of right?

We are fighting so hard to become something we are not that we are devastating the world around us.

Do you not realize how much of a voice we already had?

That is why this war we are waging is so destructive, because as much as we relied on men, they also relied on us!

Like it or not, we need both women and men in the world.

Now if we were waging an all out war for those woman who are truly victims of oppression, rape and murder, we would be a force to be reckoned with and that is a fight we could be proud of fighting for, that is a fight we could be proud of winning, that is a fight we could teach our sons and daughter means something.

Instead, we are being vulgar and nasty, we are saying it is okay to walk all over others. We are becoming the very thing we were so angry about.

How can you even pretend to be proud of that?

Out With The Old In With The New!

Out with the old and in with the new!

I am still going strong with my personal challenge of a healthier lifestyle!

Exercising everyday with the exception of Saturday and Sunday!

I am planning on a total revamp for myself, Eating healthier, getting in shape, mentally and physically, strengthening my relationships, with family, friends and My Lord and Savior.

I know itโ€™s going to be tough to stick with it and not give into my selfish desires to hide away and ignore the things that make me better, but I am really, truly ready for this. I want to be different, I want to feel amazing, I want to be a better person, a better wife, a better mother and a better christian, so here I am!

Watch out Satan, watch out anxiety, depression, and bad habits! God is taking control of my life and there is no room for you anymore!


This is a little late:

On Valentine’s Day we have this little tradition that my parent’s started, my husband and I have adopted this tradition for our own children as well.

Every year on February 14th (Or around it, schedules permitting) ย Each of the females did something special for the males in the house and vise versa for the males. Something to show each other how special we were to each other and how much we cherished each other.

We don’t need valentine’s day to show each other we care, however it was an amazing way for us children to remember that we really do truly love our siblings and as a reminder to our dad that he was and always will be our first Valentine, our first love. Sometimes we can get so wrapped up in the day to day and other times it’s hard to randomly do something outlandish and special.

It’s also a good way to remember it’s not just about going out on a date as a couple, instead it is about love and as parents, siblings and sons and daughters we should have more than one love in our lives.

Here is a little poem I wrote on Valentine’s day:

~Love~ 02-14-2017

Once upon a small child

Who looked at her hero with great pride

Her crazy smile and hair all wild

Following closely at her father’s side

Her very first love

Took her small hand in his

And thanked God above

For precious moments like this

The years pass by

She meets the greatest love of her life

With tears in his eye

He asks her to be his wife

Hand in hand they go together

To make a house into a home

Caring for one another

And weathering each storm

One day She meets a new love

Gazing at his tiny face

She praises God above

And snuggles him in a warm embrace

Now she has a child all her own

To cherish, to love and to hold

To teach each day until he is full grown

To be happy, be kind and to be bold


Marriage, Respect and My Opinion



A topic that has come up a lot recently for me and I wanted to share some of my opinions and how I choose to show my respect to my husband.

That little thing that can be taken for granted, misunderstood or shown in many different ways.

I think what many people misunderstand is respect does not mean agreement, I can respect you and still disagree with what you say.

As for respect in marriage, I think it is one of the fundamental pieces to having a successful and loving relationship.


I choose to respect my husband in many different ways, sadly in todayโ€™s society and culture some of those ways are perceived as bowing down, being wholly dependant and not having a mind of my own.

However this couldnโ€™t be further from the truth.


I like to say that marriage means being an independant dependant person, this goes for man and woman alike.

Being bound together in marriage means you are partners, you should be dependant on each other to a point. This does not mean I cannot breath without him knowing it. However it does mean I respect him enough to let him know I am going to be out, it does mean I respect him enough to give him a rough estimate on when I might be back, it does mean I respect him enough to keep him in the loop on what my plans for the day are. Do I tell him every little place I stop? No, because he trusts me enough not to have to know I stopped by the bookstore for five minutes, or went to three grocery stores instead of one. Ect.

Plans change and that is fine too.

This all goes both ways for us and that is the key difference between a respectful partnership and someone who is beholden to their partner in my opinion.


Now the way we deal with extra spending has always been something I have been questioned about constantly, sometimes by friends, sometimes even by family.

My husband and I very closely monitor are spending and budget, we have gotten ourselves in trouble plenty of times for not doing this.

Because of this, I will ask my husband before I go ahead and spend anything extra, he does the same for me.

Sometimes we have to remind each other we are running a little tight that month and probably shouldnโ€™t, or that the extra was reserved for something that month, ย many times we just agree and move on.

Why do we do it this way?

Why canโ€™t I just go out and spend something?

Why do I have to run and ask my husband every time?

These are but a few of the questions I get for this way of doing things.

However, my husband and I have not ย had a serious fight over finances in years.

We do this out of respect for each other and so we can live comfortably without the pressure of us both spending without each other’s knowledge and then arguing over our overdraft fees at the end of the month.

There are many other ways we try to show our respect to each other, I have always wanted to be a stay at home mom, My husband works extra hard so I can stay home with the kids, in turn I work very hard to keep the house nice and (still a work in progress) have dinner ready for him.

These are some of the bigger ways one can show respect, other smaller and less noticeable ways are:

Encouraging each other to strive for the things we want.

Listening to what each other have to say, even if we disagree with it.

Reserve most disagreements and upsets for a private place and time. (Understandably there are some disagreements that happen in public and need to be discussed in the moment.)

Talking through our emotions and disagreements instead of shouting at each other.

Ect. ect.

Now we are not perfect at these, there are occasions when we lose it, where we are angry and we let our respect slide. However these are the things we strive for.

Ready, Set Fit Mama!

Day one of getting fit:

Time to do something for myself, I want to eat healthier, look healthier and feel better so my sister and I have decided to challenge ourselves to workout five days a week and eat healthier (with a few exceptions on special occasions)

We do so much for our children that sometimes we can neglect ourselves and the fact that we need some personal attention too, so we are taking a little me time to make ourselves feel great and in shape! ๐Ÿ™‚