Jennifer Miles 4 Minute Read My precious daughters, You are so little right now, so entirely captivated by the joys of childhood. It is hard for me to imagine you as young women, grown and lovely and looking eagerly toward romance and marriage! Yet I know that time is coming for each of you, more quickly than I can grasp at…
Jennifer Miles 2 Minute Read Commentary from my first month of homeschooling a preschooler, a kindergartener, and a first grader. Never a dull moment! We’ve been learning about the planets and their orbits, the earth’s rotation, etc. This morning I heard Bethany (3) “teaching” her dolly: “The earth spins around one time and it’s morning, and then it spins around again…
Jennifer Miles 3 Minute Read Guilt. It stalks us, confuses us, winds its tendrils around our throats and suffocates us. And mothers seem to have captured the dubious honor of cornering the market on guilt. We receive it in the condemnations of friends and strangers alike, those who question and criticize our every parenting decision as if making sure we…
Jennifer Miles 2 Minute Read It was an evening of failure. Failure on my sweet girls’ part to behave like sweet girls, as they instead fussed and whined and let petty arguments take hold between them. Even worse, failure on my part to intercede with compassion and gentleness, to lovingly correct and redirect them. To say that I raised my…
Jennifer Miles 5 Minute Read While I had spent weeks buried in my own plans, He had been patiently waiting for me to just seek Him with all my heart. How often do I wait until I’ve tried everything in my own strength that I can think to try, before I finally turn to God and seek Him with all my heart?
Jennifer Miles 8 Minute Read I had been pursuing my passion of performing for the purpose of exalting myself, rather than pursuing God and allowing Him to use my passion for the purpose of glorifying Him… But this time I will wait with eager faith for God to reveal how He wants to use my passion for the performing arts to glorify Himself.
Jennifer Miles 4 Minute Read When I was 20 years old, I got married and started my adult life as a wife and, less than a year later, as a mother. At that point in my life, I knew everything.
I mean it. I was a genius, people. I could tell you the answer to anyone’s problem, and I knew exactly what everyone should be doing with their lives. My brilliance didn’t stop with other people, either…I knew exactly the best way to live my own life, too…
Somewhere between 20 and 26, I managed to misplace all that knowledge.
The End.
The End.