Category Archives: A Fresh Dip

How Do I Love?

**Today we continue our celebration of Mother’s Day with a special guest post from Wendy Jeub, mother of 16, and author of “Love in the House”. Please visit her at www.jeubfamily.com **  HOW does one parent with love? I am struggling with wanting to do anything BUT raise my kids. I am expecting [another child]…

Submission Does Not Make You a Doormat

Oh, it is that word that so many wives dread to hear.  Submission.  However, submitting to your husband does not mean you have given your entire life away, nor does it mean you are now a doormat. “Wives, be subject to your own husbands, as to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife,…

Softening Our Words

After some nudging from the Holy Spirit for both my husband and I, we instituted a “no yelling” rule for the household a little while ago. My two year old twins are screamers, and we found we were yelling over them, and to them, yelling to tell them to stop yelling…you get the idea. When…

What a Boy Needs From His Mother

In the darkness I sleepily make my way to the place I go every night before I crawl beneath my own warm covers. I dodge the stray Legos and dirty socks and lay my hand on his arm as he sleeps, and I watch him–my first-born son, eleven years old. I pray and ask the…

Love with Shoes On

I don’t think I’ve met a girl or woman who didn’t like romance. Romance is truly a good thing; even a God-given desire. The problem begins, not with romance itself, but with our lack of a proper understanding of it. As God defines it, romance isn’t as easily practiced as many of us believe. While we all…

I Love You God

I am forty-four years old. My oldest is sixteen…my son. Do I need to say anymore? I understand more everyday just how much my heavenly Father grieves for me those times my heart aches beyond consolation, because now I too grieve for my own son as he struggles in his journey of life walking in…

A Beautiful Circle

“Now I have to give you this kiss (pointing to his thumb), and now I have to give you these kisses.” He points to each little finger and kisses me twice for each finger. My heart bursts forth with love. I’m so thankful for God’s grace. The little reminders of His grace that really aren’t…