Mom’s Night In

Homemade vanilla milkshakes. Waffle fries. My Himalyan Salt lamp.

A Bible. My God. His Grace.

If you had to fight against your worst enemy, would you be prepared? Furthermore, would you even know who the true enemy is in the battle?

If you had to fight, would you take off your jewlery and pull your hair back, or would you arm yourself in prayer?

If I were in a fight, my human nature would tell me to take off my jewelry so I could scrap. What I really needed to fight was my bible.

I’ve mentioned before that this current season in parenting affords me more time alone than I’ve ever had before. With three teenagers in the house, their social calendars dictate time away from home. Ironically, even when they go out and have a great time with their friends, FOMO sets in and they always, always want to know what I did in their absence. Recently, I had a night alone and I stayed in for movie night, but I was armed and ready for war. Continue reading