Category: Mopping Up The Blessings Posts

At our house we have what is called the “One Bite Rule.”  Those are for the nights when kiddos do not think they are going to like what we have for dinner.  You can lick it, nibble it, and smell it……. but you must eventually take a big old bite of it.  Most of the

Many, many moons ago when I was in high school, I played saxophone in Jazz Band. It was an after-school activity that was not only fun but I learned so much. I discovered a whole genre of music that I had never really paid attention to and I fell in love with it. It was

This morning I was giving the kids a science test.  It was a unit test that involved three chapters on plants, fungus, and bacteria.  Since it was difficult, I allowed it to be an open note test.  Yesterday we spent the class time reviewing the material and studying.  I encouraged them to study on their

Since this past fall, I have attended a weekly prayer meeting.  It is a small intimate group that has had a tremendous impact on my life.  Praying for others and having them also praying for you can change your life.  I have had a few experiences during this prayer time and last week I had

Through the years, feeding five children something they all liked seemed like an impossible task.  If I would have let them, I truly believe they would have eaten a diet of only chicken nuggets, french fries, and pizza.  I tried to introduce them to different things and would get a lot of “feedback” from them

Years ago, I had a very disturbing dream that I still remember vividly twenty years later.  I was walking down a street at night and came across an alley where a man had just killed a woman.  I ran to get help and he was apprehended and arrested.  During the trial the man would sit

Sometimes change is scary. I feel like the Lord has been laying the words transition and posture on my heart lately.  At first, I was looking at it literally.  I know I have a child graduating in a few months and transitioning to college but it didn’t seem like that was what he was meaning. 

When I was in high school, I hated taking notes.  I remember having a lot of notes and diagrams to copy off of the projector in biology class. A semester worth of notes was almost an entire single subject notebook and we had to turn it in each six weeks for the teacher to review and

This week’s blog has been very difficult to produce. I have prayed and listened patiently (or maybe not so patiently when I passed my deadline to turn it in to my editor) but nothing was really laid on my heart to write about. I became frustrated and opened up and spoke to my husband that I was

Have you ever visited someone’s home and thought, ‘Man, their house is a mess’ even though you know your home is way messier? Sometimes I clean houses as a side job and the last house I have been cleaning is way cleaner than my own home, which is a weird thing to say as a