Monday, June 15, 2015

A Friendship To Be Remembered

Three years ago, on June 15th, 2012, my dear friend Preethi died of cancer. She was only 36 and left behind her husband, three precious little boys, and numerous friends and family who all loved her deeply. It is still hard to believe that she is gone. The world seems to continue moving forward, yet on this anniversary of her homecoming, I am strongly reminded of a precious woman that the world is missing.

Preethi taught me many things about friendship, about loving life, loving your family, and above everything else, loving God.

I've been thinking a lot about friendship these days and I was going to write a little bit about that. Then, as I was reflecting back, I began reading the words that I shared at Preethi's funeral. It seemed like those words, and capturing a glimpse of Preethi's life and how she loved, was the most appropriate thing to share on this day.

Here are those words...

I remember clearly the first time that I met Preethi. Our husbands, Sam and Adam had already met and talked a few times and then Adam and Preethi invited us over for a meal at their home. We were warmly greeted at the door by that amazing smile that so many of you know. The wonderful smell of Indian food filled the entire house. From that one evening, over two years ago, began one of the dearest friendships that I have known. I know that many of you sitting here know exactly what I mean when I say that Preethi was able to touch so many hearts so deeply and in such a short amount of time.

I knew that Preethi was an amazing mom right from the start of our friendship. At the time her boys were 1, 2 & 3. She would take them on all kinds of adventures. They would go down to the Mall of America to go on the amusement rides, to the Children’s Science Museum, the Eagles Nest, numerous visits to the splash pad and parks, and uncountable amounts of picnics and play dates in the back yard.

It was a joy and a memorable experience to recount the numerous play dates that occurred at Preethi’s house. Upon arriving at her house you would here, “Come on in!” as she would be rushing to the door to greet you. Hi Sarah girl or Hi Jenny girl or Hi Shelli girl…we were all her girls or some other nickname that she might call you by and there was always usually somebody new there to meet!
I remember that she always smelled so wonderful and her house was so welcoming. She would take your jacket from you and give you a big hug. You could barely get your kids in the door and she would be helping them get settled as well. She would offer you some dark coffee mixed with some flavored creamer. If you had a baby with you she would insist on holding them for you so that you could sit and relax. She would say that she wasn’t going to make anything special for lunch but her “nothing special” always looked like my “gourmet” and you never went away hungry. 

Once everyone that came over that day would be settled we would sit down and Preethi would begin talking about Jesus…about how she was learning so much through this process about trusting him…about a new verse that she was reading that really meant a lot to her. There were a few other things that always came up in conversation too. Adam’s name was mentioned every time. Whether she was beaming about the new purse that he had given her or she was telling about their fun weekend adventure away. She always lit up when mentioning Adam and was so proud of Him. Her other favorite thing that she would talk about or should I say favorite three things…was Julian, Zachary & Micah. There was always a fun story to share. About how Julian was reading at such a young age, or Zachary wanting to snuggle, or Micah’s flourishing personality.
I’ve had a hard time coming to grips that Preethi is really gone. Even while she battled what we knew was a super difficult battle with cancer the reality of God’s strength in her life made it seem so unreal. With the passing months her tests would come back worse and yet she still remained the same looking so joyful and well. She was always giving Glory to God for the way that he was working in her life and boy was it evident. 
I know that Preethi completely trusted God. 
She trusted him to heal her so that her life would be long and full with lots of time with her family. But she also trusted God that if his plan was for her to be up in heaven early then the God that had worked so clearly in her life to love, care and transform her would also fully take care of Adam and the boys here on earth. 
I don’t know many people that would trust that greatly in either circumstance. 
My prayer is that as God cares for Adam and the boys that He would use all of us whose Preethi’s life touched so deeply to surround this family for many, many years to come. That we won’t forget the impact that Preethi had on this world and instead would clearly remember it and that it would change us for eternity. If I had to express the life that Preethi passionately portrayed in five sentences this is what I would say…
Preethi loved everyone and treated them all the same.
Preethi’s smile was contagious, her passion and joy were always overflowing.
Preethi loved making people feel extra special and loved to feel extra special herself.
Preethi loved her family deeply and knew how to have fun and enjoy every moment with them.
Preethi loved God with all of her heart…not just part of it…ALL of it!
I want to always remember my dear friend Preethi and how she loved God and people passionately! 
However, I have one more significant reason as well as to why I want to always remember her. I am hoping that in the years to come I will be asked by one of her boys, just like many of you will be asked as well… “Did you know my mom? Can you tell me what she was like?” “Why yes, yes I certainly can. She was one of the most remarkable people that I ever knew…let me tell you some stories about why…”

Thursday, May 28, 2015

7 Reasons For Making The Same Menu Every Week This Summer!

I was thinking about this summer and my hopes for it. 

I am hoping for simple & laid back with LOTS of sunshine. Sam and I will both be working (I'll update you more on that soon), the kids will be out of school, and living in Minnesota we kind of get crazy excited when the weather starts warming up and we can roam the great outdoors again. 

I want to frequent the community pool often...grill out with friends, figure out how in the world one gardens (still tilling the ground to get things planted in a new plot) and watch the kids play for endless amounts of time. (Where every night should be a bath night because they had THAT much fun playing in the dirt outside!)

What I don't want is to be in a panic every few hours wondering what in the world I am going to feed this hungry crew for lunch and dinner. 

So it got me thinking and I thought..."what if we had the same weekly menu all summer long?!?" 

There would be an end date of course...the end of August

It could be kind of like an experiment. 


And that is when I decided to go for it! 

You'll never know unless you try, right?

So without further ado. 

Here are...

7 reasons for making the same menu every week this summer

In My Opinion, We Have Too Many Choices Anyway: I've noticed that in others countries people eat the same food all of the time. Have you noticed that? Beans & Rice...Rice & Beans, yummy curry cooked various ways. Why in America do we really need THAT many choices?!?

Simple, Simple, Simple: By making the same meals, on the same days of the week, over the course of the same three months...I don't have to brainstorm new dinner ideas, create a new menu every week or be asked, "what's for dinner?" a bunch of times. :-) Yes kids, it's Monday night...pork roast it is! I can keep veggies, sides and salad on hand to add to the main dishes but for the most part everything else stays the same!

Kids Complain Less: You know how you serve a particular meal and you just know that one of your kids in particular is going to complain about that matter how many times you have told them that having a happy (and thankful!) heart is more important than whether they like or don't like the food. Well, generally as moms, I think when we have the choice, we generally pick meals that we know won't get many complaints. It goes along with that whole...pick your battles thing. So I thought I'd be strategic with this. I got everyone in the family involved. I made the idea of having the same menu every week sound like the most EXCITING THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED! And I had the kids (and Sam) help pick out the meals so that everyone agreed (AGREED! I believe in miraclesssss!) In fact, up until this point we have had one repeat meal every Wednesday night...Rice & Beans. I've often thought that the kids would be sick of it by now but it is literally their FAVORITE thing. They squeal when they see me get the beans ready to soak the night before and I think quite honestly that they like the whole...we know what to expect. thing. One of my neighbors has the impression that my beans come straight out of heaven because of how much my kids rave about them...I tell you, they do not. I always find it quite strange how excited they get about them actually.

Less Expensive: Feeding a family of seven on a regular basis is going to add up any way you slice it. However, I know that there are days where the fridge is bare or I just don't feel like cooking (mainly because I haven't figured out what's for dinner yet and it is 5pm and everything is frozen) and in those moments we will usually visit our good friend Little Caesars or go out to eat. I do really enjoy going out to eat when it is a special treat...a celebration, a restaurant where kids eat free (AMEN!), etc. However, even if we swing into a fast food restaurant and buy food in bulk to split and waters for everyone...the bill still comes to over $30 easily and all I can think of is that I could have served steak and potatoes at home for that price if I had only planned right!

Guests!: The summer is a great time to gather with friends (ok, ANY time of the year is!) Whether it means putting more rice & beans on the night before or making two crock pots of chili instead of one...any of these recipes can be adapted or doubled to serve more people...especially when my kitchen is stocked with large amounts of the same ingredients already....which brings me to point six. :-)

Grocery Shopping Will Be A Breeze: (Click here to read my past thoughts on grocery shopping.) I'll still swing into the grocery store at least once or twice a week to grab fresh fruits and veggies (until that garden kicks in) but I can load up ahead of time on the main food that I will need. For instance, buy a pork roast in bulk at Sam's Club and bring it home to cut into smaller portions and freeze. I can switch up the snacks & treats that we keep at home but for the most part I'll know exactly what I need when I go to the store...and exactly what I don't need.

Mom Is Less Stressed: I've been noticing that when I remove the guilt, stop thinking that I "should" be doing something and just simply be me...things go a whole lot easier. And can I tell you a secret? It is a whole lot more enjoyable too! I'm looking forward to making memories, maybe even playing scrabble, roasting marshmallows around the fire and NOT worrying about what is for dinner!

I'm pretty excited for this experiment and our summer adventure to begin! 

Want to join in on the fun? 

Use the hashtag #samemenuallsummer 
to share meals your cooking up frequently 
and the fun things you are doing 
this summer because of it!

Monday, May 18, 2015

A Shift Happening

As I sit here the house is still. 

In this rare moment it is completely silent. 

Our older four are at school and our youngest is with Sam running some errands. I almost don't know how to think in this silence. Distractions pull at me from every direction. I think of how the soap dispenser in the bathroom needs to be filled or how we need to call and schedule an oil change for the mini-van or how badly our lawn needs to be mowed...but the rain hasn't stopped yet so there isn't much I can do about that last one.

Yet the more I live the more I realize that there will always be distractions. 

Currently I would just like to focus on writing a blog post. It has, after all, been weeks since I posted last. Yet in the weeks leading up to this moment my thoughts haven't seemed clear, so not writing seemed best. 

I've felt tension from within as I debate back and forth some thoughts that I have been struggling with. Then, after attending a conference in Chicago, I came home a bit rocked. There was a speaker at the conference who I had never heard before. He spoke with a deep passion that overflowed out of his soul. 

All I could think of was: I want that.

He had tears in his eyes as he talked about the simple truth of the Gospel and about how much he was in love with Jesus. He was so in love with Jesus because his life had been transformed ten years ago. And since that transformation he has spent hours and hours and HOURS in the word, praying, and on his face before God. 

I know, I know...I am a mom. How can I spend hours reading the Bible, praying and on my face before God? Yet I've found hours and hours to scroll through facebook, read the news, check out Instagram and watch my favorite tv shows. I wouldn't say any of those things are bad, not at all. But it is how I've felt for months that has me questioning how I spend certain moments of my day. 

You see, I'm constantly comparing myself to others. I see tragedy after tragedy on facebook and feel as though sadness is consuming me. I naturally see the problems more easily than I see the silver lining. I post a picture on Instagram giving you a glimpse into my world and find that I check back often to see how many "hearts" it has received. In the past I have always posted from the heart yet let the amount of comments or lack there of determine in my heart how successful my life is.

That has got to stop.

Ya'll our identity does not come from how many people heart or don't heart our life! Our identity comes from being a son or daughter of God!

I've decided to take commenting off of the blog. It's one of those..."it's not you, it's me" problems. I deeply want to encourage you with what is on my heart, share a simple idea, talk about my mistakes even. Sometimes that means I will still post an organizing tip or trick or a new wall that I've painted. But I want this blog to be about the journey. Not about how many people read it, heart it, pin it, or like it. I don't want to seek personal gain, fame or acceptance. I simply want to point you to the one who has captured my heart and display for the world to see what living an authentic, vulnerable, joyful life at home (as a wife, mom, friend and daughter of God) looks like.

It's not perfect, but I promise you there will be passion.

And perhaps this is going against the norm. Perhaps I won't fit into any "blog categories," yet I'm finally ok with that because I just want to be me and I am SO ready for a shift. 

I am so ready to experience more of the overflowing joy in my own life that comes when I spend time soaking in the presence of the one who knew me before I was even born...the one who accepted me right from the very start.

It was also high time I took facebook off of my phone and it might just have been the best thing I did all year. Now I can choose pockets of time to hop online on my computer (UPstairs in my office) instead of scrolling on my phone (in my pocket) every time there was a lull or a brief second in between tasks.

When we returned from the conference, Sam and I started getting up two hours before the kids to read the Bible, worship and pray. Which means I really have to be intentional about getting to bed at a decent hour. I'm totally one of those people that looks at the clock once I crawl into bed and does the math to be certain I am getting at least 8 hours of doesn't always happen, but I aim for it!

I NEED sleep.

It is my desire to let the truth of God's word fill me. To have the truth transform every ounce of me. To live a passionate life on fire for God so that everything else that I do and say pours out of that.

I want to find rest on a daily basis and not struggle through each day waiting for the next vacation.

I have no idea what it will fully look like but I am, so ready.

Let the shift begin!

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

The Hardest Ten Days Of My Parenting Career

Recently Sam went out of the country on a ten day mission trip. He grew up in Mexico and it had been on his heart for a long time to go back . So when the opportunity came for him to lead a team of adults down there for a short term trip, we both knew he should go.

Inevitably this created a missions trip for me too...holding down the fort and caring for five children while daddy was gone.

The kids were also on Spring Break.

Now before you think, "I don't know how she does it?" Let me explain a few things.

There are some key words in those last few sentences that should have stood out to me WAY more than they originally did. However, I put way too much confidence in my own abilities. Three years into our transition as a family of seven and the kids are getting bigger...things are much more problem (wait, who am I kidding?!?)

Words that should have stood out to me more:

daddy gone

ten days 

five children


In true mommy guilt fashion I had convinced myself that it would be just fine if I focused 100% on my children. I've got this. I've got a plan. I can so do this.

Spoiler Alert: 


In fact, it has taken me a pretty long time to recover.

I've been silent on the blog and I've tried to take some time to gather my thoughts.

You see, prior to the trip I decided to clear my schedule, take some time off from blogging, house projects, essential oil consults...this would be a great time to focus solely on my kids.

Five days in and I texted Sam telling him that I think I discovered that five days was my max for being alone with the kids. A bit comical I should say, since there were still five days left of his trip.

However, I realized up to that point I had been heavily relying on my own abilities as a mom. My systems, my organization, my ability to be calm and rational...things that in the past seemed to help things run more smoothly at home. 

However, in these circumstance, well... 

It was constant...24/7, kids coming to my bed in the middle of the night, cleaning up bodily fluids, being the constant referee, having five kids ask me a question at once and expecting me to answer them all, five kids giving their opinions on what we should or shouldn't do, eat or not eat, "Can you turn the radio down, mom?"...two seconds later another child asks, "Can you turn the radio up, mom?"

The words cycling through my head the entire time was...this is IMPOSSIBLE! 

I am literally going to go, I HAVE gone crazy!

I love my kids...put me in a locked room with each of them one at a time and it is like a dream come true. My favorite on one quality time...I am in heaven!

Being in charge of all five of them for ten days with no school...I literally felt broken.

There were moments that I laughed from the impossible task of it all. And then there were moments that I realized how much of a detail person I am. I want to address every concern, find justice in every argument, make sure consequence are fair and that kids are having fun. 

And can I just be honest, I would also like to be the perfect mom, make no mistakes, be 100% present, patient in all things and so loving that my kids cannot find any faults in their dear mom.


What I found?

I CANNOT do it.

I kept telling myself over and over, "I CANNOT DO IT ALL!"

It was the very last day that I broke. 

"God, I surrender." 

I whispered as tears rolled down my cheeks.

"God, I need you more."

And I realized that without having the pressure turned up, I had been coasting along for months on my own abilities.

It was that very day that I discovered something. 

The view out of my kitchen window will always look the same until I'm suddenly looking for something different. 

It was that day that I discovered that having a constant reminder of where my strength comes from is what I needed most. 

It was that day that I discovered that taking my Bible in one hand and a dry erase marker in the other, suddenly gave me the power to change my perspective.

I can't do it all.

But HE can.

He is always with us.

God, is always with us.

But if we think we have it all under control or have "our" systems in place...we forget to look for the one who has all of the strength that we need.

My perspective might be cloudy, there may be too many water and dirt marks on my window to see things clearly (life is never going to be perfect), but this is the place that I am constantly looking.

Gazing out the window.

And what better place than this...than to put a constant reminder up of where my true strength comes from.

These are the words that carried me through...

He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. 

Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. 

They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.

Isaiah 40:29-21

Today the only "tip" I have for you is to lay down your own abilities at doing this whole mom thing the way that you think it should be.

Then go grab the closest dry erase marker and your Bible and write whatever truth you need to be reminded of most right up there on your cloudy kitchen window.

In the coming days you will still have to look for it.

You may have to be standing directly in front of the window to see it.

But the next time your standing there, doing the dishes and the tears are rolling down at the impossible job before you. That truth will carry you through.

"He gives strength to the weary..."

What truth do you need to be reminded of today?

Monday, March 23, 2015

How I Feed My Starving Children

Have you ever thought, "I want to help others, but how?" 

I certainly have.

how i feed my starving children

Yet I find more times than not, it comes way more naturally for me to focus on my own family's needs. It is almost effortless for me to roam Target filling my cart with things that my family needs (ok, and things we don't need too.)

However, then I find that I spend a lot of time at home organizing all of the stuff. You know what I mean...all of THE STUFF.

Simple, I long for simple. 

But it doesn't just happen. I have to intentionally work towards simple. I have to make choices for our family based on simple. I have to choose to not buy another thing that we really don't need and instead...

Well, here is the story of what happened recently.


Two of our family's values are gratitude & generosity. (Sam and I sat down a few years ago and narrowed down our family's core values to seven things that we wanted our kids' childhoods to be marked by. Things that they would leave our house after they have grown knowing were REALLY important to our family.)

Does that mean that I have the most grateful kids on the planet? No!

Does that mean we have a perfect family that holds to these core values all of the time? No!

It simply means that while we are doing life together as a family, Sam and I are going to do our best to teach our kids (and remind ourselves!) that being joyful, thankful, patient, respectful, generous, compassionate & responsible are all really important to our family.

How does that play out in real life you ask, well...I'll give you one recent example.

You see, I feed five kids three meals a day on a regular basis. I often hear...

"I'm starving."

"I don't like that."

"What's for dinner?"

My kids make statements every day based on their needs and their wants. 

I get it... 

However, I often tell them,

"There are kids all over the world who don't have enough food to eat."

Or, "Do you know what the word "starving" actually means?"

and then I think...

How do I connect the dots for my kids?

How do I create a culture in our house where my kids are thankful for their food?

How can we help feed the hungry?

How can we do small things with great love?

And then a friend invited me to come pack meals at Feed My Starving Children for her birthday celebration. Melissa wanted to gather friends together to see how many boxes of food could be packed in just a few short hours together.

Her idea was genius! 

So we gathered, we wore hair nets, we learned how the packing process worked, we all picked a duty (I helped seal bags and managed to somehow not seal my fingers in the process), they played party music (because I'm happy...), we sang, we cheered, we tallied each box and by the end all of Melissa's friends worked together to pack 22 boxes! 

That was enough food to provide four thousand, seven hundred and fifty two meals! 


We are totally planning a family trip to go back there...soon!

While I was at FMSC I also saw a t-shirt with a Mother Teresa quote on it that I had never heard before. It summed up everything I had been feeling but couldn't put the words together to say.

feed my starving children

I foresee some brainstorming happening of how to get this quote in my house, on a wall...or ANYWHERE!

FMSC is based out of Minnesota but they have MobilePack events that go all over the United States. They also have this t-shirt available online with a donation of $50. That donation covers the cost of one box of food...enough food to provide 216 meals!

Maybe you can gather your tribe to celebrate a birthday, take your book club on an outing or grab your neighbors and go pack meals.  If you can't get to a packing event, maybe your family could save some money in a jar to donate towards buying the food that is packed. All of the food is provided by donations. 

live simply so that others may simply live

We also have some dear friends, Justin & Sarah who work with a ministry, Master's Heart, to provide food security to the many orphaned children of Mozambique who are struggling to survive. Their ministry is the real deal and so are they! To get your family involved with helping to provide food for one orphaned child you can go here.

Suddenly the question is no can I help? 


How many kids can our family provide a meal for today? 


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Thursday, March 12, 2015

Organizing The Kids' Library

Houston, we have a problem. 

Not to worry, it is nothing earth shattering. 

Just an idea that I came up with last month that wasn't quite working as well as I thought it would. After a bit of frustration with books spread out all over the house (in various nooks & crannies, under beds, behind doors, etc.) I decided to turn one of our IKEA shelves in the basement into our designated storage place for kids' books. 

We very creatively named it our "library." ;-)

The problem was that some of the books would slide right behind the shelf because there was a gap between the back of the shelf and where the couch angles in. Perhaps moving it against the wall would solve that problem. However this particular shelf fits great right next to the couch because it is the perfect height for setting drinks and popcorn on movie nights.

Then one afternoon it dawned on me that instead of thinking that my only option was to move the shelf, I could simply switch the books and toy bins that were on the shelves. (Ahhh, totally one of those light bulb moments where I wondered how many more months it would have taken me before I finally thought of that.) 

I got to work switching things around and decided to pull the shelf away from the couch to clean out anything that might have fallen behind there. 

Ya'll, laugh with me here...but for the first five years of married life (pre-kids!) this little organizer's heart used to swear that I would never have random toy pieces hiding under the couches or behind furniture once we had kids roaming the grounds. 

I remember thinking at the time..."how does that even happen?!?" 

Ya'll, it HAPPENS!

One child, two children, ten happens!

Like, "put it all in a pile and find all of the treasures that they didn't even know they were missing," kind of happens!

I grabbed my swiffer duster, broke out the vacuum, switched the items, sorted the bins, stacked the books and stood back to gaze intently.


If it wasn't for the fact that quiet time was about to conclude upstairs I would have totally grabbed a cup of tea and just stared at this little organized haven for a moment longer.

You see, what I am learning as a mom is that the "norm" for my kids' play room is that there are going to be lots of treasures under the couch.

And most definitely the books won't stay like this...

Nor will the toy bins always stay sorted like this...

But you know what?

I am perfectly ok with that. Because having a messy play room means that kids live here, that prayers were answered, and that friends come over and play. And when I focus on that...on being thankful for ALL of that, then the mess doesn't need to be completely gone for me to feel joyful.

Thanksgiving is where it all begins

p.s. A little extra joy does however come now from walking by the "library" and smiling that one problem was solved. No more books falling behind the shelf. :-)

organizing the kids' library

Monday, March 9, 2015

An Inviting Home: A KFC Nugget-vention

This is a sponsored post. All opinions are 100% mine!
a KFC nugget-vention


Our kids love chicken nuggets. However, most times we end up at the same place eating the same pressed shaped nuggets. Can anyone else relate? We needed a Nugget-vention!

When KFC debuted with Popcorn Nuggets we decided to intervene and have the kids try them. Why? Because they stand out from the competition. KFC Popcorn Nuggets are 100% white meat and are never formed or pressed into uniform shapes like the competition. It's crispy and the chicken is one solid piece.

Now my mouth is watering...
We were intrigued with the Popcorn Nuggets and planned a family dinner out. Our method for meals out is waters all around (that is also our little trick for saving and making eating out for a family of seven more affordable.) I really like how KFC has plates, utensils and napkins on hand to make serving up a large family dinner a snap. We couldn't get the food on the plates fast enough as hands rushed around opening sauces, passing out forks, serving up plates and making sure each child had a little bit of everything.

The kids are always eager to help when it means that dinner is about to commence.

Unfortunately, in the process, a few kids got hot sauce on their plate accidentally instead of ketchup...oops. Getting the right sauces ordered for each child and then passed out correctly is a whole other topic. Oy vey!

Hot sauce aside, our kids were thrilled and gobbled up the goodness...every last bite. (And nobody spilled their water which was icing on the cake!)
To check out KFC online go here. You can also check out their facebook page and find out more information about their Popcorn Nuggets here.

Who in your life needs a "Nugget-vention!?!" 

A few days after our dinner my kids saw this commercial. They laughed and giggled and said, "those WERE really good!"

I smiled.

Immediately, I thought back to our night out as a family, our hot sauce dilemma, yummy Popcorn Nuggets and how everyone walked away with full tummies and a great family memory!

Do you or a friend need a nugget-vention? Tell me in the comments.
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