“The ultimate purpose of marriage is not to make us happy, but to glorify God.”
~ Nancy Leigh DeMoss
“The ultimate purpose of marriage is not to make us happy, but to glorify God.”
~ Nancy Leigh DeMoss
Fingerprints amaze me. There’s not one set of fingerprints like another.
I believe its evidence of an incredibly creative God!
Personalities are like fingerprints. There’s not one personality like another. We may share certain personality traits with other people in this world, but the way we are wired is unique to us.
Learning to love our personality requires us to understand it. Are you:
There are no wrong answers. One is not better than another. These personality/temperament traits just are. They identify how God created you to operate in this world…and this world needs all of us and the beautiful diversity we bring.
I’m a thinker and my husband is a feeler. I’m an internal processor and my hubby is an external processor. You guessed it…I’m an introvert and Mark’s an extrovert. I’m logical and he’s creative and I’m strategic while he’s innovative. I think we’re evidence that opposites attract!
Understanding the way you’re wired helps you to be true to yourself. It also helps you celebrate who you are rather than lamenting who you are not, a principle I talk about quite a lot in No More Perfect Moms.
So what about you? Do you understand how you are uniquely wired? Do you love your personality?
Today is our Third Thursday Blog Hop. It’s an online moms group! Click on any of the links below to hear the thoughts of other moms on loving your personality!
Our new clean eating journey has us experimenting with new foods, new spices, and new ways of making some of our favorite recipes. We’ve cut out refined sugars, GMO (genetically modified organism) foods, and artificial sweeteners, as well as reducing dairy and gluten. Most of the time we are primarily eating lean meats, fruits, and vegetables.
I’ve always heard that sugar cravings will decrease and I’ll admit the first month was hard but now I have very little craving for the sweet stuff. I feel free (and I’ve lost a fair amount of weight—gotta love that)!
One of my favorite dairy foods is Greek yogurt. Plain Greek yogurt is way too plain for me. I love flavored Greek Yogurt, but it’s always full of sugar.
Enter my newest favorite thing: infused olive oils and balsamic vinegars.
While I love vinegar for chemical free cleaning, I’ve never been a fan of vinegar as a food in any way! However, infused balsamic vinegar is one of my new favorite things!
We’ve been using Fig Balsamic Vinegar and Persian Lime Olive Oil on our salads! The Fig Balsamic is INCREDIBLE! We’ve also been popping our popcorn in butter infused olive oil and its amazing how buttery it tastes without the unhealthy melted hydrogenated butter poured over the top!
Then there’s the flavored Greek yogurt that I’ve been missing. I decided to give my new balsamic vinegar discovery a try. I purchased plain Greek yogurt, added Cherry Infused Balsamic Vinegar, a squirt of liquid stevia, and some fresh fruit like blueberries or strawberries.
Oh. My. Goodness! So yummy! And so much more healthy than store-bought flavored yogurt!
My friend Traci is the one who introduced me to infused olive oils and balsamic vinegars! Her new store, The Olive Bin, is just a mile from my house. A little too convenient if you want to know the truth! (Even if you don’t live in Central Illinois, you can order online if you’d like to try something new!)
I’m loving experimenting with new ways to make some of my favorite things!
What about you? Do you have a clean eating recipe to share? What about a yummy way to modify something you love in an effort to make it more healthy?
The first date Mark and I took after becoming parents was when Anne was just a little less than a month old. Because I was nursing, we could only go out for about two hours, but it was a break we both needed.
As we added kids, it wasn’t as easy to get away, but we planned regular times nonetheless. There were small overnights in our own home alone when there was very little extra money, there were weekend getaways on a meager budget, and every five years or so there were extended trips or times away.
Yesterday we spent the day at Niagara Falls. It happened to be right on the way between a speaking engagement in Pennsylvania and a TV interview in Toronto, Canada. We loved spending the day exploring somewhere we’d never been before!
What’s your plan for your next marriage getaway? If you don’t have a plan, set one in place today.
Here are five questions for you and your spouse to ask yourself to make a plan for spending some time together in the near future:
What options do we have for childcare?
Is there another couple we can trade childcare with? Are Grandma and Grandpa an option? What about an aunt or uncle?
What kind of budget do we have?
When would work best for us?
It’s best to have a regular date on the calendar–something like the 4th Friday of every month or every other Thursday night. This keeps marriage investment near the top of your priorities.
If you’re looking at something like an overnight, a weekend getaway, or a trip, set a date and then start planning (and saving, if needed)!
What would we want to do?
Is there something we’ve always wanted to do? Does one or the other spouse have a hobby or an interest that they would love exploring in some way? Do we want to just relax or be active?
Do we have any upcoming business trip, family wedding, or other event that we could tack on a few days for a marriage getaway?
Sometimes it works better for childcare and the budget to add on some time for two to another trip or event you’re already planning on attending.
What about you? What’s your plan to get some time away with your spouse?
“There are two gifts we should give our children; one is roots, the other is wings.”
November 13, 2013.
It’s a day I’ll never forget.
Most people who have received a diagnosis that changes their life remember the date the news was delivered. And the time. And the circumstances.
I was headed to the Hearts at Home office for a meeting I was supposed to lead. With my bluetooth earbud, I answered the call from my doctor’s office as I was driving. The moment she said, “Jill, are you alone?” I knew what she had to tell me.
I pulled over to the side of the road and told her that I was alone, but I needed her to tell me what she needed to tell me. The words, “you have breast cancer” reverberated in my ear. I don’t remember anything she said after that.
I never made it to the Hearts at Home office that day. Instead I called my husband who rushed towards home, and I promptly deposited myself on my friend, Crystal’s, doorstep. The minute she opened the door I melted into a puddle of tears.
The doctor’s office called back with more info, I told them to tell Crystal whatever I needed to know and handed the phone to her.
I was numb.
It’s been 365 days since that day. I’ve had a lumpectomy, chemotherapy, and radiation. I’ve been through genetic testing and my mom has researched the medical history of our extended family. My daughters will now be watched carefully by their doctors because of my diagnosis before the age of 50. Due to our genetic history (my aunt, mother, and grandmother are all survivors), one of my sisters has chosen to have a prophylactic double mastectomy and my other sister is considering the same. (My lumpectomy, chemo, and radiation reduced my chance of recurrence to 7% and my sister’s double mastectomy reduced her chance of occurrence to 7%.)
I’m one of the lucky ones who caught their cancer at stage 1. No lymph node involvement. If I would not have had triple negative breast cancer which is a rarer and more aggressive breast cancer, I would have been given a pass on the chemotherapy. However, I had to have the chemo because of my triple negative diagnosis. It’s the only way to treat triple negative breast cancer.
My cancer was found on my annual mammogram. I felt no lump. Never did. Nor did my doctor.
No matter how cancer is found, early detection makes all the difference in the world when it comes to prognosis. The earlier the better.
Early detection saves lives. No matter whether its a mammogram, a pap smear, or any other kind of screening. I’m now 50 and I have my colonoscopy scheduled for next month!
You have to be proactive. You have to take your health seriously. No one else can do that for you.
Think of it as a stewardship principle. God gave you this body and He asks you to take care of it.
Do it for yourself. Do it for your husband. Do it for your kids.
In as much as it depends upon you, this holiday give yourself and your loved ones the gift of a chance.
Today’s post is from a mom who attended my No More Perfect Kids workshop this past weekend at the Hearts at Home conference. There’s no better gift to an author or speaker than a letter from someone who has applied what you’ve taught and it’s made a difference!
In the workshop (and in the book), I shared 6 Dangers of Perfection Infection Parenting. One of those dangers hit home for her.
I asked her if I could share her letter with you and she agreed. I know she’s not alone in this and maybe another parent might see himself or herself in her story.
I have to share something that happened tonight with my 9 yr old. We have been having trouble with him lying to us. Before I go further, let me just tell you that I’m a yeller.
Anyway, tonight, I caught him lying again. I asked him (not yelling, very calm and quietly) why he lied. He didn’t answer. I grounded him from all electronics, TV included, for the next day. Then I told him to go to bed.
I went downstairs and told my husband what happened. He proceeded to tell me that Nathaniel is afraid of me, and that he doesn’t tell me things because he is afraid of how I will react.
This instantly made me go back to your No More Perfect Kids seminar from this weekend at the Hearts at Home conference. Danger #4: Children [of perfectionist parents] will relate to parents from a perspective of fear. My baby is afraid of me. That hurts my heart.
I went upstairs and took him to my bedroom and we had a talk. He admitted that he is indeed afraid of me. We both cried. I told him I was sorry and asked his forgiveness. My baby, who was sitting next to me, crawled into my lap and clung to me as we cried some more. He also said he was sorry, and for the first time it wasn’t a forced apology or one that you have to hint for. He offered it freely.
I told him I was going to work really hard at not yelling so much, and I told him that if I started to scare him, to just say, “Mommy, are you working hard?” Just a phrase to remind me of what I promised to work hard to not do. After a short prayer, we both wiped our tears away, and he headed off to bed.
Thank you so much for your ministry. It has truly blessed me this weekend.
I told this mom that I was really glad she wasn’t defensive when her husband told her what he did. She said, “I must admit that my first reaction was to be defensive, but I kept it to myself, and listened to what he had to say.”
We can not only learn from her story, but also from her response to her husband. We need to throw defensiveness out the window because it doesn’t serve us well as parents or partners!
What about you? In what way can you relate to this mom’s story? Have you ever benefited from keeping defensiveness to yourself?
My Uncle Junior was a very handsome man. Born Ezra, Jr. Fleener on February 29, 1924, he was called “Junior” from birth. With a talent in woodworking, his furniture now has a prominent place in the homes of each member of my immediate family.
While academics were not his strong suit, he could do just about anything with his hands. If he wasn’t woodworking, he could be found fixing something. While in high school, he worked in the family-owned D-X Service Station in Mooresville, Indiana. He later worked as a mechanic for TransAmerica Freight Lines. Uncle Junior had a strong sense of humor that was often seen in his practical jokes.
I know my Uncle Junior only by the stories passed on by my father and my Aunt Jeannie. When he was twenty years old, he was killed in World War II.
Uncle Junior graduated from high school in 1942. He entered the Marines in the spring of 1943, when he was eighteen years old. His job in the Marines was to drive an amphibious tractor, hauling personnel from the ship to the beachhead. On July 21, 1944, while fighting a battle to re-take Guam, Uncle Junior was killed. He dropped off his first load of marines on the beach, turned the tractor around, and was hit by a mortar shell.
My father was nine years old when his brother was killed. While he remembers very little about his older brother, he vividly remembers when the telegram was delivered, informing the family of Junior’s death. The scene is etched in his mind as he remembers the emotional devastation that followed. The community responded with great emotion, as well. By that time three or four other young men in the small town of Mooresville, Indiana, had been killed while on duty.
Four years later, when Dad was 13, a Marine accompanied Junior’s body from his temporary grave in Guam to his permanent resting place in Mooresville, IN. A graveside service complete with a twenty-one-gun salute brought some closure to this terrible loss in their lives.
Uncle Junior gave his life for you and me. He died protecting the freedom of our children and our grandchildren. His story is just one of thousands of similar stories of sacrifice fighting for freedom.
My children will only know their Great-Uncle Junior through the stories I pass on to them. They will only appreciate the freedoms in this country if my husband and I help them understand.
Today is Veteran’s Day, a day set aside to honor those who have served honorably and sacrificed as they served their country. Don’t let today go by without talking to your kids about what Veteran’s Day really means.
Need a place to start? Try some of these ideas:
As parents and grandparents, you and I play an important role in helping our children understand the unique country in which we live. We have to share the stories from generation to generation. Join me today in making this Veteran’s Day more than just a holiday on the calendar.
“If evolution really works, how come mothers only have two hands?” ~Milton Berle
It’s hard to believe that the holidays are just around the corner. With that in mind, today’s blog post is from Hearts at Home workshop speaker Marianne Miller.
A mom of four boys, Marianne will be a workshop speaker at our 2015 Hearts at Home conferences! Hailing from Indianapolis, she has a passion for helping moms raise grateful kids. Today she will encourage you as you consider Christmas presents for your kids!
I’ve noticed on a couple different web sites recently that moms are beginning to fret about Christmas presents for their kids. One worried mom posted, “Any ideas for Christmas presents for my two year old? I’m really struggling.”
Two is the age where a child thinks that pooping in the tub, shredding napkins, and throwing socks and shoes into the trash can is fun. Kids this age also lack the vocabulary to say, “Are you kidding? A slinky? That is so not what was on my list.”
So why the struggle?
We must recognize we are raising our children in a culture that desperately wants them to think that their happiness and joy comes from what they own, what they do, and how they look.
According to a national poll, 1954 was the last time that most Americans rated themselves as being “very happy,” yet housing sizes have doubled since then. The walk-in closets, three car garages, and whirlpool tubs have actually decreased our level of happiness. As parents we must accept this truth: no toy, no experience, no iAnything is going to make our kids happy for the long run.
Happiness is an inside job.
The apostle Paul writes about having to learn to be content even when he was well fed or in times of plenty. So does that mean that even if we are in plenty, we can still be discontent? Just look into the tear-stained face of a toddler at their own birthday party.
If we buy into the lie of our culture and look to the stuff to make our kids happy this Christmas, we will send them the false message that seeking more and more stuff will fill them up. Rather, it will only leave them feeling empty a few days later.
So am I against Christmas presents? Certainly not. But I am against the hype, the extensive wish lists, the extravagance, the Toys R Us catalogue porn, and the stuff obsession some kids can have this time of year. You can use all their whining to point out that advertisers have convinced them that they NEED the toy company’s stuff and this quest for stuff is robbing them of the joy of this season—the season to celebrate the birth of our Savior.
When one of my boys was about 4 years-old and struggling with looking to his toys to make him happy, I asked him,” What makes us truly happy, buddy? People or things?” He looked me straight in the eye and admitted, “Actually Mom, people who buy me things make me really happy!” We had some work to do, and Christmas is always a great time to teach.
Contentment is not a discussion—it is a lifestyle.
Take this Christmas season to develop traditions and rituals that minimize the significance of presents while maximizing the innate joy of the season. Here are some practical ways to do that:
1) Resist the purchase of more toys. Kids don’t need any more toys. None. I bet that every single kid whose parent is reading this has enough toys. I bet they don’t play with most of the toys they have. I bet they can’t name three gifts from last Christmas. Don’t be swayed into a truckload of new toys that won’t be played with come February.
2) Purge. Examine every shelf, closet, tub, and toy box for unloved toys. Decide which ones should be given away and which few might be saved in storage to pass down. If it’s not played with—get rid of it or PLAY with it. Make a stack of games that have not been played in a year and commit to playing one each week until Christmas.
3) Talk about the excess of toys and games. Do more toys make us happier? Relationships with people and God make us happy. Too much stuff can be distracting and actually make us sad, sullen, and ungrateful.
4) Send kids outside. The best toy ever made is—nature. Take them on walks. Look at animals and insects and stars. Roll in the grass or snow and whack a bush with a stick or throw rocks in a creek (usually mothers of boys can’t avoid this). Consider toys that can be played with outside like bikes, scooters, and bubbles.
5) Set a low budget and bless your kids by not buying them too much stuff. A few presents and a fun stocking of goodies makes a child just as happy as $300 in electronics and $300 in new clothes. Less really is more. If your kids are young, this is easy. But if you have had toys-gone-wild Christmases in the past, you might hear ungrateful words. Prepare them ahead of time. It might take a targeted reduction in stuff in order for gratitude to return to your home.
6) Find giving opportunities. Most churches and even schools have giving trees and adopt-a-family opportunities. Give time by visiting or serving people as well.
7) Buy items for your kids that you would need to buy them throughout the year anyway. Christmas doesn’t have to be a budget buster. Anything wrapped is a gift and is exciting to open.
8) Stop comparing or feeling guilty. Create your own family traditions. One of my friends with young kids understands it’s too crazy to bake a bunch of cookies during the Christmas season, so they bake them on New Year’s Day when the added stress has left the home.
9) Don’t fall victim to the “Hot Christmas Toy Syndrome.” You know your kids. Buy them what you know they would enjoy—not what they think they would enjoy just because it is popular. People camped out, fought, and paid hundreds of dollars for a Tickle Me Elmo. Who’s laughing now?
10) Teach your kids about “enough” so they will appreciate abundance when they see it. True, every day isn’t Christmas, but can we celebrate Christmas in a way that honors God and doesn’t focus our children on seeking material possessions for happiness. Consider the joy on the faces of kids living in impoverished countries and ask, “Which country is truly impoverished?”
What about you? What are ways that you have simplified the “presents” part of Christmas? How are you teaching your kids about “enough?”