A Kiss From God

“Your journal will stand as a chronicle of your growth, your hopes, your fears, your dreams, your ambitions, your sorrows, your serendipities.”

— Kathleen Adams

There are times in my life when something special happens and I feel like it is a “kiss from God” to remind me that He loves me and cares about my heart needs. When He graced our family with my daughter-in-law, Keelia, it was such a time.

If you heard my podcast from yesterday, you will understand what a blessing she is to me. She makes me want to be my best self and encourages me along my personal journey. Recently, Keelia created the most beautiful journal, called The Wallflower Journal, with thought-provoking quotes and beautiful pages to offer to women.

With all the snow and all the time inside, I have been asking, “Okay, Lord. How do you want me to use this time well? How can I create some rhythms that will help me in my life?”

I began, once again, to pick up this practice I had not been as faithful at the past busy months. And in journaling, I remembered again what self-nurture it is for my inner self. Journaling brings healing, self-discovery, spiritual strength as we pour out our prayers to God, and a place to understand all that is bubbling up in our hearts. It has been such a wonderful way these past weeks for me to give myself time to discover some areas I needed to confront, to record my deepest prayers for my children and Clay, and even getting rid of some emotional baggage I have been carrying for too long.

So, today, I wanted to encourage you to pick up this healing, encouraging practice for yourself. And I wanted to show you this beautiful journal in case you need a fresh start.

I hope that you will be blessed with breathing in peace, yielding your burdens into God’s hands and clearing out the deepest pondering of your hearts.

Courage Wins the Day

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Tea Time Tuesday

Courage: the mental/moral strength to, persevere, withstand fear or difficulty.

Does it really matter? All the days of messes, children bickering, seeking to form beauty out of chaos? Living through one more sleepless night only to find more demanding hours awaiting living through the same things all over again?

Or the endless, relentless days of cooking, cleaning, serving, correcting, and then repeating it all over again?

Or, the journey, even now, of working through relationships with beloved adult children, issues bubbling up, difficulties abounding, the risk of being misunderstood or even, possibly, the lifelong work unnoticed or misunderstood?

Now, after 42 years of marriage and 40 years of mothering, I know that every kiss, tender, gentle moment of talking, being patient, every late night feeding, midnight discussion with my bewildered teens and adult children, all matters profoundly. What would a world hope for if there were not great women committed to serving, civilizing, bringing beauty from chaos and believing courageously in the truths of God, even during dark times? Courageous women are building a legacy of faith, love, goodness.

I know your faithfulness matters, because serving my children, giving my imperfect best gave them an opportunity to ponder God, to grow beyond my meager offerings into their own potential for living truly in their generation. There is a sacredness of marriage, family, faith, life of human beings born into the world as tiny, dependent babies. And we give worth to these truths by daily being faithful in small places.

Your choice to trust God is ringing out cheers in the heavens because it is so rare. No formulas, no guarantees of exact results. We do not control our adult children’s choices. But they are more likely to follow truth if it has been lived out in myriad moments of serving, loving, feeding, listening, praying, teaching faithfully over years. Faithfulness happens over thousands of days, years, of laying down our lives. Today, you are writing your story of faith and faithfulness.

Join Keelia and me today as we write the story of God's faithfulness through journaling and seeing God's goodness. Today, we are praying for you.

How Do You Picture The Art Of Home Life?

Home is the foundation upon which great civilizations are built. It is the sacred dwelling where souls are forged, humans have great value and children are cherished and marriage is regarded as holy.

Home is the place where virtue is shaped: minds are fed on great ideas, truth, and beauty, the finest of writing, the clearest of thinking, the food of thoughtfulness and insight are intentionally disseminated and protected every day.

Home is the place where moral excellence is modeled, learned, practiced, upheld and honored daily; where innocence is allowed to grow, where holiness is prized, and cynicism is kept at bay.

Home is the place where faith is practiced, cherished, embraced, and reflected in the very breath of life throughout all the days lived in fellowship with those who abide there.

Home is the haven of inspiration, where the art of life is expressed and taught. Color is strewn into every corner, delectable food is tasted, art, books, and beauty crafted throughout the scenery of its rooms and walls.

Home is the place where the whispers of God's love are heard regularly, the touch of His hands are given intentionally throughout the day, the words of His encouragement and affirmation pointed to lay the foundation of loving relationships.

Home is the place where stories of heroism, sacrifice, love and redemption are celebrated and embraced and heard, so they can shape the dreams of the souls who live there.

Home is a place of ministry and the gifting and giving of redeeming words, thoughts, actions, and love to all who come inside its doors.

Home ties invisible strings to the hearts of children who live there to a history forged together, to a heritage defined and celebrated, to a calling that is shared with the name.

Home, the place designed by God to be the laboratory of righteousness and divine calling for each one whose life was fearfully and wonderfully made.

How do you picture the art of home life?

Home Needs A Conductor Of Life and Beauty

A few years ago, on a crisp fall evening, a blazing sunset lured us all outdoors. As we sat peacefully out on the deck, admiring the beauty, the front door opened, and Joel strode out with a weary face and exhausted body. He had worked throughout the previous night and day.

"I just decided to come home because I needed 'us' to give me some rest and peace."

Dinner was still half an hour away. I quickly cut some cheese, arranged some crisp whole grain crackers on a plate, poured a bubbly drink in a glass, and gave him an offering; "Just a little something to hold you over until dinner is ready."

The furrowed brow softened, my son said: "This is why I come home. I knew you all would fill me back up, and I wanted peace and quiet for at least one night."

One of the best powers of home is the life that comes from within that gives comfort, a "place to belong" and a place that soothes the soul and gives everyone a sense of belonging to one another.

Living in a fallen world means that all of us will be subject to heartbreaks, illnesses, and disappointments. Our family has certainly had its share of dark passages: surgeries, car wrecks, a fire in our home, painful breakups, depression, financial struggles, and more. It was in those times we learned the power of a home that offers refuge, a place of comfort and safety away from life's storms. Having a place and time to rest, to be encouraged, and to find hope and healing is one of the most powerful gifts in a lifegiving home.

But such a home needs one who takes responsibility to create and conduct such an atmosphere—one of the gifts a mother gives.

This is what I will be talking about this week in the Life With Sally Book Club as we continue reading The Mission of Motherhood! I so hope you'll join me for exclusive podcasts, journals, ideas, and a community of kindred spirits to encourage you as we walk this journey of motherhood together. #MissionofMotherhood #lifewithSally.com

Creating In You A More Beautiful Soul

All too often, we can take hold of a faulty but understandable belief that our emotions, what we feel, are the things that control us, how we react, and the choices we make in the world.

But in reality, God has given us the power to rise above our emotions. We might not feel thankful but we can choose to give thanks; we might not feel love but we can choose to be loving; we might not feel happy but we can choose to be joyful.

Learning to work out the muscle of making the choice to act in the way that God has called us even when we don't feel it will not only bring life to the ones around us, but will also help beautify our own souls. We no longer have to be slaves to circumstances or difficulties but can live in truth and freedom no matter what life brings us.

Tea Time Tuesday: Why Does Submission Matter?

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Family Way #4: “We listen to correction and accept discipline with a submissive spirit.”

Memory verse: “All discipline for the moment seems not to be joyful, but sorrowful; yet to those who have been trained by it, afterwards it yields the peaceful fruit of righteousness.”

My son, Nathan, is one of my best friends, a hero to me. He understands me. When we are together, we savor alone time just to be friends. Walking in Oxford together shaped warm memories.

When Nathan was a little boy, he often related to life through all the stories he carried in his heart.

Nathan loved the story of the Black Stallion — a stunning, wild, untamed, powerful, jet-black horse that eventually became one of the fastest horses alive, or so the story goes!

When Nathan was a little boy and I would have to discipline him, I would explain, “Nathan, a great race horse like the Black Stallion had such potential to win a blue ribbon in races against all of the horses in the world. But until this strong, wild horse learned to submit to the reins of the jockey, it was just a wild horse with potential. To be able to run the race, he had to submit himself to the direction of the master, and accept the reins. Nate, you are like that great wild stallion — so much potential to be a champion, so strong — but you have got to learn to accept the reins of our discipline so that you can run your race in life like a champion!”


Cuddled up on the couch, squished together in rapt attention, there were teachable moments as my children would look with wide eyes and open hearts when I would read them tales of conquerors and heroes — those who gave the strength of their lives to bettering or redeeming the world. Oh, how they loved great stories! And when their little imaginations were captured with those stories, I would seize the moment and say,

“To become a world class champion requires struggle, discipline, commitment and the will to submit to the process of developing greatness, and I believe that God has created each one of you to be a champion for His kindgom in your lifetime. I wonder how you are going to be used by God to change your world for the better? Maybe one of you will be a great writer like C.S.Lewis, or a great composer like Handel when he wrote the Messiah! Or a war hero, or a missionary, or doctor — there are no limitations to what God can do through normal people who submit to His training and live by the power of His spirit inside of us!”

Discussions of bravery, sacrifice, honor, submission to life lessons would ensue and these were the moments when the souls of my children were formed.

“What do you think it costs to become a great soldier?” I would ask.

“What if you were called to be a great writer — what kind of discipline would that take?”

“What if God wanted you to write great music that would encourage and comfort people all over the world? How would you become the best?”

And so on — capturing their imaginations with the principles of discipline was a part of inspiring them to submit to our discipline, training and instruction.

Of course, much of training is repetition, over and over and over and talking all along the way.

Yet, reaching the heart with training is as much inspiration as it is training. Both are necessary — training in truth and wisdom, practicing submitting to that training — but knowing that with the submission comes a reward.

God does not arbitrarily issue us commandments to be hard on us. His commandments, which must be obeyed, are for our best — to protect us, to bless us, to cause us happiness and to help us become the best we can be.

Understanding that bravery, heroism, greatness — a champion made comes from submitting to training and to discipline, is a truth that will allow all children and all adults to be teachable and trainable to greatness.

It seemed we had to learn to use this “way” often in the discipline and training of our children: “Our goal is for you to learn to obey. When you learn to obey mom and dad, you will practice becoming a trained child so that you will be able to hear God's voice and be able to obey Him.”

If obedience is secured only through force, instead of securing the heart — and the imagination of the heart — then the obedience will only take place when force is exerted. Many wonderful children have entered the world to find it a place of great temptation and allure. There are no guarantees of what choices our children will make or what their path will be.

However, I think for our own children, having a vision of why they needed to submit — to understand that choosing to obey shaped their own ability to become strong inside in order to become someone morally strong and powerful to bring righteousness into the world — greatly enhanced their desire to actually do the submitting.

The goal of our training in asking our children to submit to discipline and to listen to our correction, wasn’t just the behavior secured, but it was to help our children develop a responsive and teachable heart, so that they would choose to bow their knee to God’s ways, when we were with them and when they were alone.

They developed their own internal sense of wanting to become disciplined, trained adults who could pursue ideals of excellence for their Lord, because the motivation of their hearts had been secured.

And so we told many stories of soldiers, athletes, missionaries, leaders of every kind, other heroes in scripture like Daniel. We explained that discipline and submission was the pathway to strength and character and we were their best cheerleaders as we trained, corrected and encouraged them toward the vision of owning their lives to become someone who would have a great contribution to make in their world.

How are you painting a vision for the person they will become when they learn to “take the reins?”

Metaphors That Will Inspire for Life

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“That person is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither — whatever they do prospers.”

-Psalm 1:3

When I held each of my babies in my arms and cuddled them upon their birth, I was not anticipating years ahead when they would enter their adult worlds. I actually didn’t think then about, “I wonder what they will be when they grow up!”

Today I am so excited to have Joy, my own sweet girl, on my podcast to talk about so many fun and wonderful things. Joy is doing a post doc at King’s College in London, she teaches, she edits for a wonderful magazine, writes books and of course makes a mean cup of tea. Most of all, though, I stand amazed at her life, her thoughts, her work, her generous love for so many in her life.

Joy is releasing another book soon called, You Are A Tree: And Other Metaphors To Nourish Thought and Prayer.

I am so very excited about this book! In the same way that we expose ourselves and children to great stories to shape our moral imagination, so Jesus used so many metaphors in scripture to give us a personal picture of what He is like.

This is a perfect way for children to store up images about Christ that He created to be a picture to us of how He wants to relate to us. he wants us to know Him — personally and to understand what He is like. If you begin to share these images and discuss them with your children, they will remember these vibrant pictures of Christ the rest of their lives (I am the light of the world: the bread of life, the Good Shepherd, etc).

Joy has taken some of her favorite metaphors and personalized them so that we can grow closer in our relationship with Christ, to have a deep sense of the meaning God has stitched into the very fabric of our every day experiences through light, trees, water, bread.

To celebrate her book today, I am giving away 2 copies. To enter: follow me, follow her on Instagram (@joynessthebrave) and tag a friend in the comments. If you don’t win, you will want to preorder to use this inspiring book.

Happy Monday, dear friends. Hope you enjoy the podcast today.

Seeing Yourself As A Gardener

What I've learned through my very basic gardening efforts is that a garden without a plan and careful attention will probably grow something. Sometimes it will even show patches of beauty, but it's not likely to grow into the peaceful, productive place I want it to be.

If our gardens need cultivating to grow well, our children need that attention much more. Seeds of excellence and grace must be planted and tended. The weeds of selfishness and bad attitudes must be plucked. The plot must be protected so that the wild storms and prevailing winds of culture will not damage the fruit.

In addition, wise food for thought and the finest of art, music, literature, hospitality, and creativity muse be fed to fertilize the soul so that the child may grow fruitful and productive.

Children do not accidentally become mature adults of strong character, great faith, gracious relational skills, effective leadership qualities, and sharp intellects. God's design includes the presence of a hands-on gardener, a mother, to tend and cultivate their hearts, minds, souls, and relationships.

As a garden cannot flourish without a gardener, neither can a child reach his or her potential without someone committed to careful cultivation.

Seeing myself as a gardener is helpful to me as I think of my mission as a mother. After all, I want more for my children than just getting them to adulthood. I want them to thrive. I want them to grow up confident and civilized. I want them prepared to live as abundantly as possible. For that to happen, I need to do a little intentional "gardening."

This week, I'm walking my book club through what it means to cultivate the soul of our children's souls, build strong family relationships, and create an appetite for excellence. I so hope you'll join me on Life With Sally for our book club, talking and sharing ideas in the community forum, exclusive podcasts and videos, and free printables and workbooks!

Our Most Lasting Legacy Is A Sacrificial Life

God entrusted our children into our hands as one of the best works for which we answer to Him. He gave us the stewardship of shaping, investing in, and inspiring for His glory these little human beings entrusted into our hands by His love and design.

Because I had committed my whole life to Christ, one way for me to worship God was to serve these precious human beings He entrusted into my hands. God ordained family and home to have eternal value as the place our children are shaped in the transcendent image of God, through our homes.

It is as we exercise our spiritual, mental, virtuous muscles that we grow stronger as whole people. It is from our own personal growth that our children, friends, and others feed.

This is our most lasting legacy. Even as Jesus served us through His sacrificial life, so we model his love through our sacrificial life.

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Tea Time Tuesday: Honor: Giving Worth & Esteem To Others

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Twice a week, at night fall, I walked the cobbled streets of Oxford to the lovely old stone building housing a gorgeous chapel, library and rooms for hospitality. It was a center of all ages of adults who were earnest in growing deeper in their theology and love of God. I had the privilege of mentoring and encouraging two groups of women there. Sometimes, our meetings lasted for several hours. The walk there and back was about a mile and a half. On some occasions, at the end of a busy day, I had to push myself to keep going.

One dark evening, as I was walking home, I saw the figure of a tall man moving toward me down the dark street. As I got closer, my heart jumped. It was my wonderful son. “Mom, it’s me. I didn’t want you to walk home in the dark by yourself tonight. I came to walk with you, to take care of you.”

Of course, it meant the world to me. Knowing his demanding schedule and many responsibilities made his companionship even more meaningful to me. He honored me with his time, his affectionate demeanor and his thoughtfulness of me in a way that made me feel my worth to him.

My son honored me because he had learned to see me as a person of value, one who deserved his time, attention, and respect. Honor is not just a concept to be memorized, but a whole life commitment to love others unconditionally, to serve and give of ourselves to others with heartfelt generosity and consideration. Honor is expressed through manners, words of life, a total giving of oneself.

Practicing honoring one another meant that our children had a mental pattern for what it would mean to honor God with their time, their hearts, their service. A real life was a practice run for an adult life given to honoring other human beings that God had made.

Honor was one of the foundational values of our home. Honor, recognizing the worth of another human being and treating them as such, was foundational to our children learning to bow their knee before God.

Giving worth to one another and all the people who came across our path was a practice of worshiping God. If God honored the poor, the sick, the lost, the sorrowful, then when we copied Him, we were bringing His light to others in a very tangible way. We taught our children to honor one another with their words, their behavior, their whole heart. In so doing, we were laying foundations in their brains to understand what it meant to honor and obey God.

But for them to learn this concept and for it to become a practice in their lives meant that they had to receive honor and respect from us in our relationship with them. As we listened to them, honored them with our time, served them with a willing, humble heart, they learned the essence of what honor looked like in real life. It became the pattern for learning to serve God with our whole heart by choosing to give Him the respect and worth He deserved.