Mother’s Day Gift Round-Up

With Mother’s Day just around the corner, I’m excited to share some curated gift offerings from some of my favorite bloggers and dear friends. Whether you’re looking for a gift for your own mother, sister, friend, or you’re trying to drop a few hints regarding something you’d like for yourself, these eight hand-selected wares are beautiful and inspiring.

COLLECTION 1

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Collection 1, Clockwise from top left:
1) New “Spring Showers” print collection by artist Emily Jeffords, a set of three 5×7 canvas prints printed on flat fine art quality printing canvas and hand-cut in studio. I have a few of Emily’s prints, and they are spectacular.
2) Hand-poured soy wax Citrus Basil Candle from the lovely Kristin Schmucker. Kristin admits this is one of her favorite scents, and I think it sounds nearly perfect. Be sure to browse her entire shop. Everything she offers is just beautiful.
3) Love Mercy slouchy V-neck tee from She Does Justice‘s new summer line. This tee is part of the Micah 6:8 series, and I adore the bright pop of pink with the gold text. She Does Justice partners with organizations that
 fight for change in the areas of adoption, empowering young women, healthcare in Africa, orphan prevention, & anti-sex trafficking. Your purchase helps to support these efforts.
4) These All The Things I Love About You journal cards are the loveliest way to send sweet sentiments. Designed by my friend, Karen Stott, the words written inside these journals will be treasured for years to come. With Father’s Day in the near future, they’d also be a great gift for a dad or husband.

COLLECTION 2

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Collection 2, Clockwise from top left: 
1) I am smitten with this Love Writes a Beautiful Story tee, and Mom will be as well, since any mother knows that love indeed writes a beautiful story. Designed by Kelli+Vanessa, this tee reminds us of the legacy we are writing as mothers.
2) This Saved by Grace mug by ChalkFullOfLove features a hand-lettered design that speaks of glorious truth. It’s perfect for that first cup of coffee or a late-in-the-afternoon pick-me-up, something all moms need every now and then!
3) These Rashmi Earrings by Noonday Collection are absolutely stunning. Their understated, demure design can be dressed up or down. And when you purchase from Noonday, you are helping to create jobs in impoverished areas and empowering those in need to create dignified work and earn sustainable, reliable incomes.
4) The Fringe Hours by Jessica Turner gives women the permission to “let go of laundry … and Savor some time for yourself.” It is a refreshing approach to learning how to recapture pockets of time so you can pursue the gifts and passions God has gifted you.

Have a blessed day, sweet friends! I’ll be back on Wednesday with a beautiful Mother’s Day tribute post to all of you moms. So please be sure to check back then or watch your inbox if you’re a subscriber, because this is a post you won’t want to miss. I guarantee you it will encourage your spirit and buoy your heart regarding this hard, sanctifying, glorious work of mothering. 

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Free May Lock Screen and Verse!

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It’s nearly May, and I can hardly believe that the summer season is upon us. Soon enough, schools will be celebrating their last days, sun will fall warm on the skin, afternoons will be spent at the pool, and evenings will boast twilights that stretch long. I am looking forward to both a slower pace and the return of consistent sun-drenched days.

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And so to celebrate the start of May, the upcoming Mother’s Day holiday, and the beginning of the summer season, I’ve designed a pretty lock screen for your phone. The image features soft, pastel peach blossoms, topped with a verse from Proverbs to encourage your feminine heart.

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To set the image as your own lock screen, download the file here(Image is optimized for iPhone, but I bet it will work with other phones as well!) Then simply save it to your phone’s camera roll. When setting the image as your wallpaper, you’ll need to turn “perspective zoom” off, then pinch the picture to scale it down to fit the frame. I hope that makes sense. Enjoy!

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A Word for the Weary Mom

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Recently I found myself waist high and elbow deep into one of those nights. It was 9:30 pm, and there I was wrestling a two-year-old into pajamas and periodically breaking to chase her as she slipped out of my grasp and went running shirtless around the living room. My seven- year-old was tearfully venting frustration as he finally finished up the last of his homeschool work (which he’d refused to focus on earlier in the day), and my four-year-old who had been sick was in a needy emotional state.

Later, as I labored to put the two-year-old to sleep, she ran out of her room no less than four times seeking a snack, the potty, and who-knows-what. After wrangling her back for good she finally succumbed to throwing a fit on the floor.

Yeah … It was one of those nights.

And as I laid beside the youngest, listening for her breathing to finally slow and fall into a rythmic cadence, I was wracked with emotional guilt. I had directed a harsh tone at my son and daughter, the day had ended on a sour note, and I was emotionally and physically drained.

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Maybe you’ve had nights like mine. Maybe you’ve days that leave you wanting to throw in the towel or write your resignation letter. I mean, let’s be honest … this stuff is hard! It’s hard if you have one child or multiples; it’s hard if your children are young or grown. It’s hard no matter your circumstances.

I have friends raising their own children while they foster additional kids. I have friends who have adopted littles from across the globe, and those who have called children with special needs their own. I have friends who are single moms and friends who feel like they’re single moms. I have sleep-deprived friends in the newborn phase and worry-wrought friends navigating the high school years. I have friends raising their kids across various economic and racial boundaries. I have friends who are young moms, and I have friends raising their own grandchildren. Their mothering stories span every circumstance, but when I look in each of their eyes and hear their individual stories, one common thread repeats: This is hard; this is fall-on-your-face, wear-out-the-prayer-knees, didn’t-expect-it-to-be-like-this-hard.

It’s hard for you, it’s hard for me, and it’s hard for every other woman who has ever loved a child with the all-consuming fierceness of a mother’s love.

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It should come as no surprise, really. We sinful humans bring sinful children into a sinful world, and it’s a recipe ripe for refining, stretching, molding, and shaping in all its glory and grit.

The question then becomes how do we overcome hardship with grace? How do we love and lead our children in a way that reflects forgiveness, mercy, and compassion? How do we redeem nights you want to forget and days you’d like to erase?

In John 16:33, Jesus tells his disciples: “I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”

We are not guaranteed a trouble-free life or stress-free motherhood. We are, in fact, told to expect trouble. But we have His promise that He has overcome, and that is the promise to which we cling. We can’t love and lead with grace out of our own sheer will. We can’t teach repentance and model forgiveness out of our own ability. And we certainly can’t redeem the hard times and point our kids to Christ with our own good intentions.

We can only overcome hardship with grace when we lean on Him to do it for us.

He has overcome the world, and He has overcome …
Your exhausted, sleepless nights
Your worries that rarely cease
Your harsh words spoken in frustration
Your insecurities in this calling
Your doubts and fear
Your shortcomings and your mistakes
Your sin

He has overcome it all!

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Thus, we can extend grace and model forgiveness only because He first extended it to us. We can rise in the morning and face the challenges of the day, every day, because He has already overcome. He knows what stumbling blocks stand in your way, what challenges lie ahead, what hardships you may have to endure. He knows, and therefore there is no one better to lead you.

So listen up, sweet mama! When the days are long and the nights longer still, when you want to throw in the towel and write your resignation letter, He has promised to carry you through. He is your light upon the path, your guidepost through the journey, your shelter from the storm.

Let that sink into the core of your mama heart. And as it does, as it permeates those layers and begins to take root, also know that you’re not alone in this. Because there are a host of fellow moms cheering you on.

Sometimes this can feel like the loneliest role, but you need to know that I’m in your corner, and those stretched-thin moms mentioned above? They are too. This isn’t a competition, a race, an I-can-do-it-better boasting opportunity. This motherhood calling is a sisterhood. And I’m rooting for you, sister.

So take a deep breath.

You can do the hard, stretched-thin, sanctifying work because He has already overcome it. And you can walk the journey following His lead knowing that there are fellow moms walking beside you.

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Hope Rising

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Sometimes, the days are hard. And occasionally those days can stretch into weeks, months, even years. There are seasons that can seem bleak and hopeless. I’ve been there … a season of anxiety that seemed to pull me deeper and deeper into darkness, and I feared I might not again see the light. Circumstances and emotional instabilities have a way of robbing us of our joy.

I have a feeling some of you might be in that place today; there’s a still small voice whispering that perhaps you’re in need of some hope. If you happen to find yourself in the midst of difficult times right now; if you’re heart is bleak; or if you simply find yourself discouraged, weighed down by present demands, then hear this, dear friend. These words are for you.

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Hope Rising


If you’re sinking in the waves of depression, hope is rising.
If you’re drowning beneath the weight of addiction, hope is rising.
If you’re swimming in a sea of shame, hope is rising.
If you’re burdened by the ache of a breaking heart, hope is rising.
If you’re crushed by the grip of shame, hope is rising.
If you’re shackled by the fears of anxiety, hope is rising.
If love feels lost, your dreams seem dead, and your heart is a hostage, hope is rising!

Because we have
A Rescuer
A Resurrector
A Redeemer
A Mighty Warrior
A Messiah
A Savior
We have Jesus!

And he binds up broken hearts and sets the captives free. He looses chains and breaks the shackles of bondage. He turns beauty into ashes, breathes life into dry bones, and brings the dead to life.

He makes all things new!

So yes … Hope is rising.

Do not be despaired. Lift up your eyes to the heavens from whence come your help, because
HOPE.IS.RISING.FOR.YOU on the name of Jesus Christ!

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What the Cross Means to a Tired Mama

 

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There are piles of laundry to be washed and folded, and sticky spots are scattered upon the kitchen floor. The little one tugs at me as the older two call my name from another room. I’m juggling dinner preparations and stepping over discarded crayons. This life as mom is all-consuming. The needs can seem overwhelming, the tasks countless, the work relentless. And the pressure to do it all, to be everything to everyone can be a heavy weight indeed.

There is so much doing, being, striving. And the result of it all can often be deferred hope, intangible peace, elusive rest. It feels that way for me sometimes. Maybe it feels that way for you now. It certainly felt that way for a ragamuffin group of first-century people following a man named Jesus.

Because they believed He was the Messiah. They trusted Him to bring rest, rescue, redemption. He rode into Jerusalem and the people shouted: “Hosanna to the Son of David!” “Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!” (Matthew 21:9)

They laid their cloaks on the ground in a spontaneous processional as their future king entered the city. He who would be their promised Messiah.

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But then Friday … Jesus is seized from the Garden of Gethsemane, given an unfair trial, and condemned to death by crucifixion. Peter, the one Jesus named “the rock”, betrays his Savior not once, not twice, but three times. The rooster crows.

Jesus is mocked, beaten, nailed to a cross and hung between two thieves atop a hill known as the skull. At noon, darkness shrouds the land, and three hours later, Jesus cries out: “Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?.” (“My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” ) (Matthew 27:46).

He gives up his spirit. The earth shakes. The curtain rips in two. Hearts are shattered. Death seems victorious. And the hope of rescue and redemption hangs nailed to a Roman cross.

Joseph of Arimathea wraps Jesus in linen and places him in a tomb cut from a cave. A large rock is rolled in front of the entrance; Roman soldiers seal the tomb and post a guard.

Terrified, Jesus’ followers scatter. They don’t know what’s coming.

The sun sets, day two dawns, then day three. Women walk to the tomb with spices in hand. They have heavy, despaired hearts and a task to do. Sadness has eclipsed worship; despair has conquered hope; death appears to have triumphed over life.

But then an earthquake shakes the ground beneath their feet and an angel appears with a message so ripe with the promise of redemption that it’s nearly unbelievable: “He is not here; he has risen, just as he said.” (Matthew 28:6 NIV)

And suddenly these women who were on their way to Jesus’ tomb to perform a grave task find their work miraculously interrupted by unfathomable grace.

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As they rush back to tell the other disciples, they meet the resurrected Christ, fall to their feet and worship him (Matthew 28:8-9). Because that’s what an encounter with the resurrected Jesus does. It replaces work with worship. There’s no more doing, no more being, no more striving, there is simply fall-on-your-face worship.

For tired mamas, for exhausted parents, for everyone … the cross gives us the undeserved gift of grace and asks nothing in return. Strivings cease and redemption bursts forth in its place. There is no working for salvation, no trying hard to earn it, no striving for eternity. There is instead the simple act of receiving the gift of grace and worship that arises from the depths of a grateful, rescued heart.

For by grace you have been saved through faith; and that not of yourselves, it is the gift of God; not as a result of works, so that no one may boast. (Ephesians 2:8-9)

So this Sunday, when there is church to visit, children to tend, dinner to prepare, eggs to hide, remember that the thing that matters most has already been accomplished. The lamb was crucified, blood was spent, God’s wrath is satisfied, the law is justified.

Death couldn’t keep him, and the grave couldn’t hold him. It is finished! He has risen, He lives, and there is nothing you or I must do to add to the finality of that sacrifice. We simply receive the gift of grace and worship out of a heart that overflows with gratitude.

That’s the good news of the cross for you, and that’s the good news of the cross for me. It’s good news today; it’s good news on Easter; it’s good news for all time. Grace. All is grace.

This post originally appeared on April 18, 2014. The photos featured here were taken a few years ago when we visited a monastery during a trip to Maine. For a free Easter printable celebrating the resurrection, click here!

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