Blog Posts
By Ginger Hughes
We Don’t Have To Carry It Alone
This load is too heavy for her. The bag is filled with all manner of things—stuffed to the brim with items we might need during our travel home. I want to help her carry it. I offer numerous times. But she’s four. And she’s determined. The load is too heavy, and...
Don’t Forget to Look Up
Our day hasn’t gotten off to a stellar start. In the early morning hours our oldest called for me. She was sick, vomiting in the bathroom....
Even On The Hard Days, I’m Still A Good Mom
“If one more person calls my name, I think I might scream,” I thought to myself earlier this evening. And immediately I felt guilty. As a...
Pick Up Your Shield of Faith
My cup of water went tumbling, spilling its almost full contents all over the passenger-side floorboard. It had already been a morning and...
When It’s Hard to Find Your Christmas Joy
I don’t know about you, but for me the reality of the Christmas season doesn’t always look the way it does in movies, magazines, or even...
Hope. Joy. Peace.
Hope. Joy. Peace. The world tells us these should be ours this Christmas season, but it also tells us the way to have them is through...
No One’s Doing It All; And We’re Not Meant To
A couple of weeks ago I asked the kids to write down which of our Christmas traditions mean the most to them. I was curious to know which...
No One Is Doing It All
A couple of weeks ago I asked the kids to write down which of our Christmas traditions mean the most to them. I was curious to know which...
No Matter What Comes, One Thing Remains
I was reminded of something as I sat outside for a few minutes earlier this evening. No matter how many things change, no matter how many...
The Truth About Sundays
It’s Sunday. And Sunday mornings can be hard. I won’t lie—rather than days of rest and worship, it often feels that Sundays are filled...
When Mornings Are Hard
We got off to a bit of a rocky start yesterday morning. Kids were dragging around, we were running late, no one had on a jacket in the...
One Year of God’s Faithfulness
Tomorrow marks one year—one year since I was readmitted to the hospital with postpartum preeclampsia. One year, since I left my big kids...
This Boy of Mine
I took a shower with [fake] snakes more than once last week. He often comes to the front door with a lizard or two he’s just caught riding...
You’ll Sleep Again
I slept all night last night for the first time since our sweet baby girl was born. Actually, it was the first time in over a year because...
You’re Not Alone
I watched the leaves dance in the wind as I sat by the window praying, while my baby girl napped nearby. “God, I wish I could see you. I...
Life Is A Gift
She was only four days old when I took this picture, and some days I still cry. I still get emotional when I think about the gift I’ve...
