FEMINA Blog

I can feel myself being more encouraged by the minute.

"Mothers: As you keep feeding your children, behold, they do grow! Keep your homes, build your homes. All your washing and shopping and planning and cooking and cleaning and swatting is used by God to make faithful homes and faithful children."

Check out the whole Blog Post HERE over at Femina.

Let Her Eat Cake!

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After watching a Sesame Street episode where they made a cake, Gwendolyn was dead-set on making one of her own. I was actually feeling pretty sick that day, but when the girl gets something in her head...well, it's just easier to let her make a cake.

But, if she was going to make a cake at 7am and eat it all day...it was going to be a "healthier" cake and it was going to be easy to make.

This recipe from Heavenly Homemakers was PERFECT! I used Kefir instead of buttermilk and I DID use the Sucanat and coconut oil. I didn't even frost the thing! It was delicious and, honestly, next time I will try even cutting the sugar way down.

Letters to Friends On Stuff That Matters

My Dear Friend, Cara, and I decided to join in on this beautiful study at A Holy Experience, on loving Jesus and others with our words. Perhaps you would also enjoy this!

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This letter, I just LOVE. I Love CARA, for being real...for being poetic while she's being real...I love her for being tired, like me.

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Hey Jenn,

The babies haven’t been sleeping. They come, looking for comfort between our sheets, our full size sheets. As the clock ticks through the wee night hours and the chimes ring downstairs, I try to roll over on my stomach and pull the covers that have been kicked off of both the baby and me just a little bit farther over onto my stomach so I’m not really really cold. And then, in between kicks to the head, I realize the sunrays have begun to filter in through the wooden blinds and I lay there, cold…eyes shut…mind wide open…heart seething frustration and understanding at the same time.

I. Am. So. Tired.

Tonight at a stoplight, my eyes glazed over and all the cars turned into small fuzzy golden orbs of light. The orbs moved closer and my head drifted back to watch the light show progress on past me, slowly, easily.

I so want to let life just pass by. To glaze over the intentions and lean back, eyes half closed, letting the exhaustion win. It could envelope my mind and my heart. I could slowly lose the wild dreams. Those wild and crazy longings to be more. Different. Purposeful.

I could close…my…eyes

But then, I know I would miss it. The wild. The longing. I would hunger for the could-have-been and the yesterdays. And I never want to look back like that.

Only look ahead. Eyes wide and seeing. Thoughtful and Dreaming.

Tonight I will sleep. Because it is necessary…

Start by doing what’s necessary;

Next do what’s possible;

And suddenly you are doing the impossible

~St. Francis of Assisi

But tomorrow, tomorrow I wake early, eyes open, ready to let the wild heart lead.

One step at a time.

CARA

We're Proud of our Harvest!

The Lettuce...Not the fish : ).

Next up: tomatoes, cucumbers, zucchini, basil and Sunflowers!