What you may have missed…

You may have missed it…this blog has moved. You can read about this exciting new beginning here. So, if you haven’t clicked over to the new blog home of Have Faith Everyday, I would love for you to join me over there. This blog will disappear soon.

What you may have missed at the new blog home:

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Going to be okay


It’s a whole new beginning, a new season full of change. How about you? What changes are happening in your life that has you thinking of new beginnings?

A new season makes me think of new beginnings

This blog home has picked up and moved to Have Faith Everyday. You can read the “why” in the post below. Please join me over there for encouragement, faith, family and some awesomely creative stuff.


Of all the seasons, autumn is my favorite. The falling of the leaves signals the end of lazy summer days and the beginning of crisp days, glorious colors, dressing in layers, and pumpkin spice everything. Although I am not a fan of pumpkin spice anything, which is showing up everywhere this year, I am a fan of everything else about autumn.

It’s kind of my jam.

autumn is my jam

The turning of a new season makes me think of new beginnings. It always seems like a perfect time for a do-over, or to start something new. New adventures are down the road.

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New beginning sums up my life right now. I have returned to work (in an actual office) full-time. My old boss and friend has sold his business that I work for to start his own new beginning. The new boss left the corporate world to run a small business. He too is starting out on a grand, and educational new beginning in his work life.

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The new boss didn’t just purchase our small printing company, he bought another one too! He is a brave soul. 😉 So, those employees are also setting out on a new beginning with us. I can say it’s already been a grand adventure with bumps, and pot holes, and surprises.

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So, 21 months ago I chose LEAP as my one little word. That word focused around leaping into the self-hosting world for this little blog. It’s also been an adventure with learning about spam bots, referrer bots, blog maintenance, plugin updates…something I didn’t read in all the books and blog articles I researched before making the leap. {sigh} Self-hosting a blog is a lot of work, more than you think. Ever.

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Although I have enjoyed the new connections I have made with fellow bloggers through this blog, all the maintenance isn’t working for me anymore. Frankly, mama ain’t got time for that! Especially since I am working full-time and doing all the other parenting duties that come with raising two beautiful girls, two crazy dogs and a husband.

So, this new season I am moving this self-hosted blog to a more manageable WordPress hosted blog, because WP will do all the maintenance that I don’t want to do. Which will make my life easier. And, I am all about working smarter not harder.

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What this means for you: If you have enjoyed reading this blog I would love for you to click over to the new site (link at the end of this post) and bookmark it, or consider subscribing. If you are a subscriber, please re-subscribe to continue to get new posts delivered to your inbox.

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It’s a brand new season. It’s the perfect time to start something new or re-do something that isn’t working for you. I’d love to hear from you. Maybe you are starting on a grand new beginning too.

Visit the new site home at: Have Faith Everyday.

Wednesday’s Word: Stop Fretting

In the world of printing nothing is ever perfect, no matter how many times we proofread the brochure. No matter how many people “look it over”. No matter how many hours we fret or lose sleep before the job goes to press, there will always be something we could have done different or better.

Amazingly, we don’t see it until the job is actually printed. Welcome to the print industry where mistakes are printed every.single.day. (Say, like your phone number on that all important brochure.)

A customer came into the shop last week. She told me she had been up since 2 a.m. fretting about the job we printed wrong for her (which we reprinted for free). She lost a good night’s sleep over something she had no control over, we fixed…and was also not.the.end.of.the.world.

Yet, she fretted anyway. 

Wednesday's Word: Stop Fretting.

We all do it from time to time. If you are someone who suffers from anxiety you do it a lot more often, but that’s a whole other issue.

My pastor once said, “Worry is the illusion of control.” We believe if we fret, which is just another word for worry, enough about something we will some how control the outcome.

That is the illusion, my friend.

Fretting is a waste of time. It’s a waste of our life. We have better things to do.

Not only can we not change the outcome by fretting, but we will not add one more day to our life. Just the opposite, excessive worry is bad for our health. It’s scientific…Google it if you don’t believe me.

So, for this Wednesday’s Word I chose this verse to meditate on: “So do not worry about tomorrow; for tomorrow will care for itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” (Matthew 6:34)

I like it mostly because I can apply it to the work I do in printing. But, dang! Isn’t it so true about life too? Today has worries, tomorrow will have worries, and the day after that too.

So, stop fretting and get on with your life because there will something else to fret about tomorrow. But don’t fret about it.

LINKING UP with the always encouraging Holley Gerth. 

Because No Girl Should Miss School for This Reason

Ladies, let’s talk about maxi pads. No blushing, now. It’s a natural part of being a woman.

Some days our menstrual cycle can be down right inconvenient…and calls for a lot of chocolate. But, one thing I don’t worry about? Having maxi pads.

If I happen to look under my bathroom cabinet to find I am out of maxi pads on that faithful day, well, Target is a quick 5-minute drive from my house. And I will get chocolate while I am there. Take that, Mother Nature!

Here’s the thing, what you and I take for granted, a lot of school girls in many parts of the world don’t have the luxury to buy. The harsh reality is they can’t afford to buy maxi pads, therefore they are forced to stay home from school every month during their menstrual cycle. That could mean missing up to 5 days a month of school, resulting in girls falling behind in their studies.

Why? Nobody talks about it. It’s taboo. They can’t afford to buy hygiene products. Lots of reasons.

“Often, the sheer cost of sanitary products can be a problem. In Kenya, a pack of sanitary pad costs half the daily wage of an unskilled worker, so many girls have to use alternative methods of menstrual management.” –A World at School

Another issue: “Girls also lack access to clean, safe private toilets. There is no clean water within or near the toilets, which means there is nowhere to clean up and discreetly dispose of used menstrual product.” –A World at School

No girl should miss school because of her menstrual cycle. Ever.


So, what are we going to do about it?


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This is how we are going to help in 3 easy steps:

  1. We are going to click over to We Are That Family (aka Mercy House). There you will find a call to action to help girls in need in Kenya. This is just one place in the world where girls miss school because they do not have access to hygiene products.
  2. We are going to get the address listed to ship our maxi pads to Mercy House so we can fill as many suitcase as we can.
  3. Then, to make it easy of ourselves, we are going to fill our cart at Amazon and ship those maxi pads for free!* (*Order $35 or more.)

Oh, yes we are!

I would love to see the face on the customs agent who scans 100s of suitcases full of maxi pads! Wouldn’t you?

Look, it may not seem like a big deal…shipping maxi pads to Kenya. But, it’s a big deal to that girl who will not miss school just for being a woman.

This is what being a Small Seed means, my friend. We plant a small seed of compassion (do something small) that will grow big to make a difference in someone’s life.

So, let’s buy some maxi pads, ladies (and gentlemen)! Deadline is September 26, 2015.

Summer is Officially O-V-E-R…Over

School started two weeks ago. That means summer is officially O-V-E-R…over. Bring on fall?!

I thought I would dump a bunch of random photos here that have nothing to do with anything except…this was our life this summer.

Reflecting on #Summer2015

Estes Park
This is the view from our cabin outside of Estes Park, CO. I could not get tired of this view. Ever. We were here for a family reunion with family from Mississippi and California. It was truly an amazing week of getting updated on each others lives. My ‘lil bro is so cool!
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The river made for a great place to take portraits. Parker is still happy to strike a pose for me.
Estes Park
Unlike this teenager who almost never lets me take her beautiful picture these days.
There was one day when Alex and I ran out to the grocery store 20 minutes away. We also had a little girl bonding time with a Starbucks and we stopped to take in the beauty of Longs Peak. The storm was rolling in over the mountains. I want to move here.
Alberta Falls
We hiked to Alberta Falls in Rocky Mountain National Park. Everyone (including the kids) were troopers. The hike was a little longer than we all anticipated. So gorgeous!
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Parker riding her bike at the cabin and keeping a look out for bears, which we never saw.
The kitchen got a face lift from cream to white…and this is the cleanest it’s been all summer!
In June we headed to the Black Hills with my mom. Along with checking out all the National sites like Mt. Rushmore, Crazy Horse, Needles Hwy and Wall Drugs, we treated hubby to a helicopter ride for Father’s Day. He was like a kid with candy in a helicopter. ;-)
Girls night (meaning one 8-yr-old and two 13-yr-olds) in Downtown Denver and the Cheesecake Factory.
We may or may not have ate our weight in S’mores. And set a few marshmallows on fire for fun.
One bedroom wall painted with chalkboard paint. Alex practiced her freehand mandala. I wish we had chalkboard paint when I was a teenager…
Was gifted my new favorite mug. Thanks Kathleen <3

And, finally, goodbye Summer 2015. It’s time for schedules and homework and sport events and after school activities and looking forward to Parker turning 9.

These two are looking too cool for school in their Converse. I tell my teen that she is way cooler than I ever was (or will be). I wonder out load if I was her age would be my friend? She said, “Yes”. Aaahhh, she is such a liar! ;-)


Wednesday’s Word

At my kid’s school there is a custodian. He knows every student by name, he is silly, doesn’t hesitate to dress up in goofy costumes for fundraisers, and the kids love him. In the mornings he greets the kids in the drop off lane.

And, when I drop my girls off on Wednesdays, he is kind of infamous for shouting out the question, “What day is it?!”

He will ask this until someone answers, “It’s hump day!” Trust me. It’s a silly. It makes the girls blush. And that’s always a bonus.

Wednesday signals the halfway point in the work week. We climbed the proverbial hill to get through a rough week. Give yourself a pat on the back…you are almost there. Two more days till the weekend.

It’s hump day. Whoo-hoo!

I don’t know about you, but this week I need to be pushed, pulled and dragged over that hump. And coffee never hurts. Lots of it.

For Wednesday’s Word, here’s a little reminder that we should help each other over the humps of life:

Be kind to someone on this hump day. You never know what hard battle they are fighting. Who knows, maybe your kind words will be the best part of that person’s day. That would be sweet.

Wednesday's Word: Be Kind. You never know the battle someone maybe fighting. Proverbs 6:8 | Have Faith Everyday
Proverbs 16:24 in my art journal

We Should Stop Putting Celebrity Christians on Pedestals

Here we go again.

Another celebrity Christian has fallen (or was pushed) off his pedestal.

If you live under a rock, let me get you caught up, because it’s a doozy!

The story broke last week that Josh Duggar, the eldest son of the Duggar clan and stars of the reality show “19 Kids and Counting”, got himself in a bit of hot water, again. He was outed by online hackers as a member of Ashley Madison, a website that markets to married people who want to have an affair.

He has also admitted to a [online] pornography addiction and to committing adultery. While condemning the sexual sin of others, he let his own sexual sin destroy him, and the ones closest to him. He made that choice.

…and here we go again.

When will we learn? The Duggars were billed as the “perfect” devout Christian family by TLC, magazines and book publishers. We took the bait. We shouldn’t put anyone, let alone Christians on a pedestal. Ever. Especially those on a reality TV show. There is nothing real about reality TV.

We never know what is going on inside another person’s home, life, or heart. No matter how “perfect” their life looks on the outside, or edited for TV. No matter how easy they seem to have it. No matter how “Christian” they market themselves, we just don’t know what goes on behind closed doors.

When they fall it reminds us of our own failures.

No one said being a Christian is easy. Following Christ in this world is freakin’ difficult. Those who try to portray being a perfect Christian will fail. We live in a fallen world with fallen people. Christians are not immune to falling. Good people do bad things everyday.

When high profile Christians fall from their pedestal, we feel deceived and betrayed. And we are partly to blame because we put them high up, as if they are perfect and righteous and have all the answers. They don’t have the answers, no more than we do.

So we should stop putting celebrity Christians on pedestals.


It’s Not the Change I Dread, it’s the Transition.

I was talking with a long time friend about my recent upheaval at work. The small printing company I work for,  along with another small company, was bought so that the two will combine to make a bigger small company.

There is a lot of uncertainty there. Will we all have jobs after this merger? What will our role be in this new-and-improved company? Where will we fit everyone in this office? Will our five new co-workers play nice, or will they be jerks?

Then my friend said to me, “You just don’t like change.”

I wanted to slap her. Okay, maybe not really.

It’s not the change I dread, it’s the transition.

Change is exciting. Change should be fun and fulfilling. But the transition on the road to change? Yeah, I hate that part.

It's not the change I dread, it's the transition. Have Faith Everyday.
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In the middle of change there will be fear of the unknown. All those questions I asked earlier are questions that haven’t been answered yet, and that is what keeps me up at night.

The road to change is paved with mourning the loss of what once was (our old company), denial, shock, anger, stress, ambivalence, skepticism, acceptance, hope, enthusiasm, until we arrive to our destination…a new beginning.

“Life is always at some turning point.” -Irwin Edman

So. There’s that.

Life itself is about always moving forward to a new (unforeseen) beginning.

Here are 5 practical tips I wrote for myself to help me deal with this transition season. If you find yourself in the transition season, they can help you keep it together.

  1. Accept it and move on. The change is happening with or without you, and fighting it will only make it harder to let go.
  2. Reflect on the past. In my case this reflection came in the form of a trip down memory lane. For several years my co-workers and I put together a framed picture collage of events that happened at our company, because we are more than employees, we are friends. We documented new printing presses being installed, new babies being born, big industry achievements, even a concert or football game we attended together. Take time to remember the “good ‘ol days”.
  3. One.Day.At.A.Time.Sister. If I think about everything that might or might not happen I get overwhelmed with anxiety. Maybe today there is nothing to do in preparation, but tomorrow there might be something. I only deal with what needs to get done on that day.
  4. Talk it out. Talk to someone who has made a similar transition. My sister recently picked up her family and moved to a new state. This has meant new jobs (and co-workers), new house, new school, and new friends. Yeah, she can relate and she’s been a supportive.
  5. Don’t be pessimistic. Stop the negative thoughts (like the new co-workers will be jerks). Look at this change as an opportunity for growth. As my pastor says, “Find the silver lining.” I’ll add, “…no matter how hard you have to look.”

I can’t control the transitions in life, but I can control my reaction to them.

Feeling Weary

I just got back from a 4 day vacation in which we stayed in a very quiet log cabin in the Rocky Mountains. You would think I would be renewed and rested. So why am I feeling so weary?

Matthew 11:28-30 For the days when you feel weary

I should feel rejuvenated. But I am not.

I feel tired. The anxiety monster is showing his face again. I am feeling weary.

Big changes at work. Our company has a new owner, we will merge with another, then become a whole new company. Unsure what my role is, what any of our roles will be. Good or bad, that remains to be seen.

School is starting up again. Back to the grind. Back to days of homework, drama, and juggling schedules…schedules I am not even sure of yet. The planner in me is about to freak out.

How do any of us get out of that weary funk?

  • Start by taking it one day at a time. Tomorrow is a new day.
  • Repeat, repeat, repeat, “This is just a moment. It won’t last forever.”
  • Pray. Prayer never hurts. Matthew 11:28-30
  • Find the silver lining of the situation. Dig deep if you have too.
  • Look around. Find others that also need encouragement in their weariness. Lift them up.

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While focusing on others problems, I see my own aren’t as bad as I think or feel they are. I recently discovered a battle of one of Alex’s friends, Isabella. This young woman is fighting back against a severe peanut allergy. We are talking about life and death tree nut allergies here. Her mom, Erin, is writing about the journey her family is on to break Isabella from the deadly peanut prison. If you or someone you love has a severe tree nut allergy I urge you to read more at Isabella’s Prison Break. She is a Small Seed, making change right where she is in life.