Sparrow and Arrow

Happy New Year! Oh wait… we’re already about to go into the second week of February...  Hello, and welcome back! It has been quite an interesting year for us so far, and it’s so crazy to think that the last time I wrote here, a lot of it was just “what-ifs”. Since my last blog we have bought a house, been sick more times than I have the energy to keep up with counting, painted our new house/did some small remodeling jobs, and moved in. I am also 33 weeks pregnant now and time has been just blazing on by, even though at times it feels like I am in stand still traffic. (I’m sure other mamas can relate) We also didn’t have wifi for the whole month of January. Though that was quite frustrating, it was kind of nice to not have the distraction, even if there were times we badly wanted a distraction. We have now officially lived at our house for a month and we really love it. Pretty much every day we say “I can’t believe this is *our* house”. We also really like our new location that

Whoa, wait a minute. Has it really been over a year since I last posted to this blog? Wow. I knew it has been a long time, but I didn't realize it had been that long. Well, that's kind of embarrassing... Ok well, anyways... Hello! Welcome back! Or... should you be welcoming me back? I can't believe it has been so long and I truly hate that, but the past is past and new things are happening around here that I cant help but have the hankering to write about! While it may be hard to believe because of my lack of evidence, I really do enjoy writing, like a lot. But my crazy life has just not seemed to allow me much time for that, and left me quite uninspired most days to be honest. I mean, a girl can only write so many posts about how God's grace covers us daily and how His mercies are new every morning am I right? While those are truths I cling to daily, there's really only so much you can say about that. Survivor has become my middle name in the days of newfound mo

I probably haven't drawn anything since my son was born. I haven't really had much time for drawing, or any other hobby really. And honestly, if I have had time, I feel so sleep deprived and fuzzy-minded that all I want to do is scroll through Instagram or watch YouTube videos. So the other day I decided to give it a try since it had been so long. It used to be that my problem was running out of ideas to draw, now my problem is I have plenty of ideas, but a lack of motivation. The word came to me. Grace. It's been the main theme of my life lately. I mean of course... isn't it for all Christians? Yes, but it has been the main word I speak over my day that gives me peace in these days of new motherhood. I'm exhausted. Grace. I don't have the attention span to read my Bible. Grace. The only prayer I've prayed today is "Thanks God". Grace. I want to say you can't use grace as a crutch, I mean it's definitely not an excuse, but in all tru

Just a little something that popped into my head while I was sitting on the couch waiting for my son to wake up.. Do you ever feel dissatisfied with life? Not that you’re ungrateful. Not that you’re above it all or that you deserve more. Just, hollow.  A restless feeling that settles into your stomach, your soul. A desire to create, to explore… to do nothing. Confused. Wondering… wandering . What is this feeling? This empty feeling that nothing in this life will ever be enough. Hollow soul. Wandering heart. Feeling this way makes me feel guilty. It makes me feel like something is wrong with me. Then I remember a quote I’ve read before by C.S. Lewis,  “If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.”  And another by J.R. Tolkien,   “Not all who wander are lost.”  And then I don’t feel so alone, and I can hold on to the hope that one day, I will be where I belong. “But

A few years ago if you would have told me I was going to be a mother in a couple years I would have replied "Yeah right!". Because two years ago, I didn't want to be a mother. Looking back now I believe that feeling sprouted from fear of the unknown, but also disbelief. Disbelief that I couldn't be a mother. That I wasn't good enough to parent a child. An ache grew in my stomach. A conviction. I fought the desire to be a mom. I would always focus on the negative side of parenting and focus on all of the things I loved about my life that I didn't want to change. But when God calls you to something that is truly your calling, you can't fight it. You can try, but you won't win. Having interest in the blogosphere, I found women I like to call "blogger moms". I found handfuls of women sharing their stories. They shared openly their about their feelings, their flaws, but also how the glory of God shines so brightly through it all. One blog

This past weekend was insane.  Our church and family threw a baby shower for me and Kurtis and we feel overwhelmed with blessings. I feel like we were caught up in a whirlwind and now we are sitting in a daze thinking "Did that really just  happen?" A room that was once cluttered and not payed much attention to is now the center of attention in our house and filled with gifts given out of the kindness of our family and friend's hearts. All for a little person they don't yet know. My family worked so hard decorating the fellowship hall at our church. It was all so beautiful and adorable. You can tell they put a lot of thought and planning into it and I can't thank them enough for all of their hard work and support. Kurtis' family made the cake and cupcakes. It turned out so pretty! (and delicious :) )  I love Kurtis' smile in this picture. This is a quilt my grandma made for our little one. My friend Hannah took all of these pictu