Believe in what you are doing.

One time during the last couple of weeks, I said to the Lord, “Why do I have to have strong convictions in so many areas of life? It feels impossible to walk well in all of them.”

It might sound crazy, but sometimes I feel overwhelmed by all that I believe deeply in.

I believe in breastfeeding.

I believe in homeschooling.

I believe in staying married to my husband.

I believe in learning to live a sugar free life.

I believe in unmedicated birth.

I believe in reading a lot of books.

I believe in removing white flour from our diet.

I believe in lots of margin in my schedule.

I believe in being content on one income.

I believe in being part of a church family.

I don’t mean these things to the same degree as saying that I believe in Jesus, that is ultimate and the most important thing. But these are all things I value so much and believe in their importance in my life.

Some of these things you will believe in too. You might not care if you breastfeed your baby, but you are committed to your spouse “til death do you part”.

You might act on the conviction of removing sugar from your life in a more focused way than me, but be living with no margin.

All of these things are deeply valued by me. But to see them all walked out can take a lot of work. It has looked like breastfeeding through mastitis, reading to my kids when I’m tired, tweaking muffins to be frugal and healthy (because I value being on one income!) from scratch when the box at the store would save me a lot of time. It has looked like saying no to a lot of things I want to do.

I was watching the men’s marathon on the final day of Olympics. It was incredible to see who is being referred to as the King of the Marathon in the modern era clinch gold again. There was something about Eliud Kipchoge from Kenya that made me know something deeper drove him on.

It was no surprise to find out that he is a believer in Jesus. I could just feel it as he ran across the finish line.

As I read about him, something he said stood out to me.

“The only thing that can push you is to believe in yourself, and to believe in what you are doing.”

Reading this made everything clear. Believing deeply in what we are doing is one of life’s main motivators.

We don’t have to run from the feeling of believing deeply in what we are doing with our lives.

In fact if we don’t have the feeling that what we are doing is extremely important, it’s probably a sign that we need to ask God if we’re on the right track.

God created conviction and passion to motivate us to live the life he is calling us to. It’s going to push us to get up in the morning. To work hard. To not give up.

He will give us different convictions and different passions, but it’s for the purpose of enabling us to run the race that he has set before us.

The truth is, unlike Kipchoge, I don’t always believe in myself. How can I value margin in my schedule while I’m homeschooling, nursing a baby around the clock and making healthy food? It’s beyond me.

As Sarah Mackenzie says in her book “Teaching From Rest”,

“On an ordinary Monday, I’m in need of a miracle of biblical proportions.”

While I don’t always have confidence that I can do it, I know that God’s grace empowers me to do what I could never have imagined doing before. Surrendered to Jesus, he can multiply my few loaves and fishes.

Timothy, my dear son, live your life empowered by God’s free-flowing grace, which is your true strength, found in the anointing of Jesus and your union with him!

2 Timothy 2:1 TPT

Carry on, passionate one! Allow your deeply rooted values and ideals to push you to places you never imagined. Watch God empower you to do what you never thought possible! Live this one life he has given you! Run YOUR marathon and see God’s power manifest in all that you do!



What if we believed children are a blessing?

What would it look like if we actually believed the words in scripture that say children are a blessing from the Lord?

“Children are a blessing and a gift from the Lord.”

Psalm 127:3 CEV

How would we talk to them?

Would we honour their opinions, thoughts, insights, and observations more?

If we let that truth sink so deep into our hearts, how many kids would we have?

How would we change our lives to prioritize their discipleship? Their development? Their growth?

If we believed that children are a physical blessing from the Creator of the universe, would fear diminish in the ones afraid to start a family?

Don’t you see that children are God’s best gift? The fruit of the womb his generous legacy?

Psalm 127:3 MSG

If we believed really, truly that children are a love gift from the Lord, would we feel we have to everything perfect in our lives to welcome one, or would we just receive?

Children are God’s love-gift; they are heaven’s generous reward.

Psalm 127:3 TPT

Would we feel pressure that we can only have a child if we can save enough for their university degree, give them their own bedroom, and put them in whatever sports they want to play?

Would the mess scare us less?

Would we simply let go, receive and surrender to the blessings God wants to bestow?

When I feel stressed about raising kids I continue to feel the Lord ask me if I would feel stressed about any other area of blessing? If he handed me extra money would I feel anxious? Or what if an angel showed up with the papers to a beautiful, entirely paid for, new house? Or perhaps someone stops by with a meal after my baby is born? Would that cause me anxiety?

No…I’d just receive the blessing. I might wonder how to steward the blessing well. I might feel like I could never thank the person enough. But I definitely would receive it.

Children are a gift from the Lord; they are a reward from him.

Psalm 127:3 NLT

There is work to be done in raising kids. Yes, there is so much hard work. But it all changes when I remind myself of the Word of God. Children are a gift. They are not a burden. They are not a test. They are not a trial to endure until you empty your nest.

They are sent straight from the Father, and my main job is to enjoy the blessing that they are.

Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him.

Psalm 127:3 NIV



If this post impacts your heart would you consider asking God who you can send the link to personally?

In a world where we are constantly throwing out articles and information into cyberspace hoping someone is changed by it, we can offer a personal touch that reaches out and says: hey, I thought of you. I think this would encourage you. I wanted you to know God put you on my heart.

My one week back on social media, and a new strategy.

January 1st, 2021 I shared a picture of my baby bump and waded back into the waters of Instagram (I had decided to just come back to one platform).

For one week.

It’s been over a year since I wrote a blog post. 2020 had me off of social media and taking a break from all things writing and sharing. It’s pretty crazy to think back on that year and see how God was setting me up for a unique time in lockdown due to COVID, and then being away from my online community.

During that week I posted a couple of times on my profile and my stories. I set some pretty clear time boundaries on when I could check it and had pre-decided with my family what I could share online.

I felt pretty confident that I could “manage” my social media use, keeping it in check.

But then the end of the week came and I felt the Holy Spirit whisper a question:

“So, how do you feel after that week?”

Suddenly I realized I felt empty, exhausted, vulnerable and a little bit defeated. I had worked hard to keep it all in check, and in the mean time wasted a ton of my energy (that I had spent on other wonderful things in the past year), simply managing it all. As great as my plan was to only follow a select group of people so that I wouldn’t get distracted, I came back to find that there was now a feature called “Suggested Posts”, that I couldn’t turn off. My scrolling wasn’t as easy to control when my feed quietly transitioned from the few I was following into a bunch of suggested posts that were of course right up my alley.

I found myself irritated with my kids for no reason during the time I was able to check my phone. Like they were interrupting something important.

I worshipped less. Read less. Sat in quiet less. Felt less peace. Enjoyed my kids less. Talked with my husband less.

And while it’s not wrong to be on social media and a lot of you can manage your time well, I realized that after such a significant detox from that world, just dipping my toe back in felt like a loss of ground in my life. It’s hard to outsmart a system that’s set up to keep you hooked online.

I had made such significant leaps and bounds in my faith and in my family during my time offline, and it’s not something I’m willing to trade for anything. Time is the most significant commodity that I have.

So what to do? I have had lots in my heart to share, and writing is a creative outlet that restores my soul in a season were I give out pretty much everything I have.

Once again, counter intuitive to all that make sense in the world of the internet, I’m going to try something different. I’m going to write without being on social media. I have no idea who will read it, or how I will get my words out to others, but if there is one thing I’ve learned over the last while is that I can trust God. If he wants it to happen, he makes a way. We never have to compromise. Ever.

If it hurts our hearts, souls and families, we can go without it and he can make a way where there seems to be no way.

I won’t be able to connect with you on social media, but I hope you will leave comments and engage with me here. And if you read a post that strikes your heart, by all means you can share it on your social media profile…but would you consider another option?

Would you see who is being highlighted in your heart as you read and send the link to them personally?

In a world where we are constantly throwing out articles and information into cyberspace hoping someone is changed by it, we can offer a personal touch that reaches out and says: hey, I thought of you. I think this would encourage you. I wanted you to know God put you on my heart.

I really believe that’s how we’re going to impact others with words, and love.

The Lord has done a lot in my life, and I’m excited to share with you what he’s been doing over the last year and a bit. Some of the ways he’s been moving might be different than how he has moved in yours, but this isn’t about comparison or judgement. It’s about inspiring one another to live brave, bold, beautiful lives for Jesus. In whatever way he leads us to do so. You might be fine on social media. That’s great. We need people to shine the light of Jesus there too.

For me right now my brave is carrying life again, my bold is educating and discipling my children at home and the beautiful is embracing every moment of motherhood and life at home.

I’m excited for what this year holds. Proverbs 9:11 holds a key that keeps me in peace regardless of what God has asked me to do.

Wisdom will extend your life,
making every year more fruitful than the one before.

The Passion Translation

Every year more fruitful than the one before. Incredible. There’s no room for fear in that.

Here’s to the most fruitful year of life yet!

Me and my FOUR kiddo’s last weekend! I feel so deeply blessed to be carrying this rainbow baby. More about that to come in the future. I’m celebrating 29 weeks today, relishing every kick and soaking up the wonder in my other three children’s eyes as my belly grows.

A promise for your children as you say a brave yes.

Change can be so hard on children. As much as we can include them on our thought and decision making process and bring them into our prayer time, at the end of the day they’re lives are centred around the choices us as parents make.

We are three sleeps away from loading our Uhaul and beginning our cross-country journey to our new home, new church, new job, new community, new…everything.

Yesterday held some rough moments with my kids.

From an emotion-filled: “Mom the bookshelf looks so sad and empty.”

To an angry: “Mom I never wanted to leave anyway!”

To an uncontrollable breakdown that held few words, only a deep ache.

That cuts a mama to the core.

And I knew this was going to be tough. I made plans to try to read whenever I could, give them hugs and not get frustrated even when I’m exhausted knowing they’d need grace. But you know what? It still caught me off guard how deeply beginning the big pack up affected them.

When we said yes to going to Southwestern Ontario the kids were my number one concern. All those months ago the Lord gave me a promise to believe and hold on to, and I’m pulling it out in full force today.

For I will pour out water to quench your thirst
    and to irrigate your parched fields.
And I will pour out my Spirit on your descendants,
    and my blessing on your children.
They will thrive like watered grass,
    like willows on a riverbank.
Some will proudly claim, ‘I belong to the Lord.’
    Others will say, ‘I am a descendant of Jacob.’
Some will write the Lord’s name on their hands
    and will take the name of Israel as their own.”

Isaiah 44:3-5 NLT


Oh my heart can rest in that! Our grass is looking greener than I’ve ever seen it in October with all the moisture we’ve had. It is thriving.

The Lord says that’s how my kids are going to do in this transition. Growing tall, strong and vibrant!

I believe this is a special promise that is available to all who are taking a brave yes step.

A brave yes step is an act of obedience to the prompting of the Holy Spirit.

It’s not simply doing something you’re scared to do or something you know is hard. If it’s hard but it isn’t God, you’re just going to have double the struggle.

But the Lord is saying to those who are hesitating to answer his prompting and say yes to his invitation to step out: you don’t have to worry about your kids.

In the safety and covering of obedience, they will thrive like watered grass.

These next few days will undoubtedly hold some challenges for our family, but my sights are set beyond this moment. To a land flowing with the promise of God. One that will be exceedingly good and holds immense blessing for my children.

We can trust God. He loves our kids even more than we possibly can. When he says they’re going to thrive, they’re going to thrive!

May God bless your brave yes!


Brave Mothers & Heroic Courage

“Mama, were scared when your book came out? Like, did you think some people might not like it?

I shut the water to my shower off and realized I had an audience waiting to me as I stepped out. My little girl was sitting on the counter, legs swinging, deep in thought.

“Because, you know I’m scared to write my songs. To have people hear them. To hear if they don’t like them.”

I remembered the massive waves of fear every single step of the way with my book. How every time I take a box of books anywhere to sell I panic inside that this might be the time someone speaks out against it.

We talked it through. I told her that, yes, I’m still scared when someone gets a copy in their hands for the first time, but how being scared isn’t really a factor. It’s obedience. If God asked me to share my story, then I need to do it, because there might be someone out there that really, really needs it.

We don’t own the results, we just own whether we are obedient.

A few hours later she arrived at the table, gel pens and paper in hand, and asked to dictate her songs while I wrote them down. We asked daddy to bring home his guitar so they could figure out the tune. She knows God has trusted her with some big songs in her heart and a brave step toward radical obedience in her own life was made.

C.S. Lewis wrote

“Since it is so likely that (children) will meet cruel enemies, let them at least have heard of brave knights and heroic courage. Otherwise you are making their destiny not brighter but darker.”

If I can be so bold as to expand on the words of a great theologian, I think this can mean “let them also hear of brave mothers with heroic courage”. Let them hear of past exploits for the Kingdom of God and current stands for justice that their valiant parents are taking. Let them see a brave yes walked out in front of their little eyes so when their time comes, they know how to choose radical obedience.

Our children need to see our brave faith in action. In our quiet corner of North America, it is so hard to make brave choices. Safe options surround us every day and we can hand in our wild faith for a limiting hours of a structure 9 to 5 life.

My boys will be the first to nudge me with all their elbows if someone is in a dire financial situation, aggressively whispering in my ear “Tell them mom! Tell them!” referring to the time God filled my tank with gas when I had no more.

These stories are burned in their minds. There are the stories from the bible, there are stories from other heroes, there are stories from friends and family, and then, there are my stories and their daddy’s stories. And nothing, short of the bible, sparks their faith like hearing how God came through for us.

And nothing, short of the bible, sparks their faith like walking with us in the present when we say a brave yes and they get to watch the power of God with eyes wide open.

We want to protect our children and keep them from harm, but let us now simply give them a safe life. They will grow up. They will meet their own enemies. Their own financial difficulties. Their own marital strife. Their own illness.

And then what?

May they see a brave knight within themselves who, with the sword of the Spirit in hand, can charge at the dragon of deception with the confidence from a thousand stories of God’s victorious power in their heart.

Your children need you to be brave. They need to you take great steps of courage. They need your bold risks. And then they need to hear what God did. Don’t hold back in an effort give them a nice, safe life.

Here are some practical things I do to get the most out of a brave yes situation with my kids.

  1. Talk it through. As is age appropriate, I share how I feel about the current situation. How I am scared but choosing to trust God. If they know how it feels before the breakthrough, they will appreciate the end result so much more. As we process our move, every miraculous event that happens is special to them as they feel fully immersed in the challenge of this decision.
  2. I invite them to pray with me about it and to share what they receive from the Holy Spirit.
  3. If it is something I have to act on, I have them pray for me before I do it (like going to a book event) and then share what God did afterwards. If I can bring one or all kids along, I will.
  4. When there is closure to a brave yes, we talk it through, A LOT. I help them see what God was doing. When our adoption fell through this took MONTHS and we still end up talking about it some days. When the store was sold, we sought God together to show us what he did through that brave step.
  5. Share the past stories. Recount as many as you can of God’s faithfulness to you in your life. Tell all the details. Make the story engaging. Remember how you felt and your joy when God came through. Or what he taught you when it didn’t work out the way you hope. What’s your hindsight saying now?
  6. Don’t be afraid to share your mistakes and what God did through them too. My kids know the story of the agony my soul was in after I took a candy from a grocery store as a little girl. They cringe as I share my shame and smile in relief as I tell my dad and find forgiveness.

Proverbs 2:2 in the Passion Translation says,

“So train your heart to listen when I speak and open your spirit wide to expand your discernment – then pass it o to your sons and daughters.”

It takes practice to hear God’s voice and act on it, but when you begin this brave yes adventure, don’t keep it from your kids! As parents we are charged to pass on what we have gained!

In this world troubles will come, but let’s be an example to our children of radical obedience, brave steps and courage in the face fo great danger! Then let’s leave ample time in our lives to process, share and grow from all of these experiences. Let’s trust God to empower our kids in the very moment of their struggle by his Holy Spirit and by the testimony of many great witnesses!

I guarantee, you are braver than you know.



An Unexpected Friendship

I sat on my blanket watching my kids play in the little paddling pool. This had been one of the best summers for us. My oldest was free to be anywhere in the pool on his own and the younger two were easier to manage then before. I was soaking up everyday with them and making memories. This day, they were happily entrenched in a big game in the little pool and I was enjoying some time on the side.

There was a pretty big crowd at the pool that day as the sun shone hot and I chatted with some ladies that I knew.

Another mom came with three young kids. I thought they looked so close in age and she seemed so calm. It suddenly dawned on me that my three would have seemed like that, a couple of years ago too. Wow, how did I do that? How did time go so fast?

The longer we sat there the more I was drawn to this fellow mama. Her countenance was so peaceful. I struck up a conversation about her kids. We exchanged ages of our kids, compared age gaps, discovered we had both been homeschooled for a time, and that she was thinking of homeschooling and was excited that I homeschooled my kids.

In that little bit of time we exchanged so much, except names. I left realizing I didn’t get her name, but I hoped she would be at the pool again.

Little by little, each time we came, we would be there together. Our kids began to connect. We never finished a thought, much less a full conversation, but each time we’d just pick up where we had left off.

I found out she was just in our town temporarily, caravan-ing along with her kids while her husband worked so they wouldn’t have to be separated and do long distance.

I respected this desire to protect their family unit immensely.

One day rain was in the forecast and so I invited her and her kids over to play with us. It broke down the barrier of simply being “pool friends” and suddenly an unexpected friendship was born.

We discovered so many things, like our mutual love for God, being former competitive gymnasts, our drive to educate our children and of seeing the purpose and passion of motherhood redeemed.

We started doing life together.

Truthfully, I wasn’t looking for a new friend. We had recently found out we were moving far away. I had other friends to connect with. It seemed like a time to be tying up loose ends, not forming whole other attachments. And yet here was this woman, plopped into my life, like a breath of fresh air to my summer and my day to day life. She began to encourage, inspire and impart so many valuable things into my life.

I learned so much from this surprising summer friendship. I learned that God has amazing people for us to encounter if we will open up our hearts and share our lives.

I learned that God’s plan is so much better and more exciting than anything we could conjure up on our own. My natural instinct was to sit comfortably on the side lines and take a break from being in the pool that day. I never could have guessed that God had a gift for me that just walked in and sat down.

I learned that making friends can be intimidating. It takes courage to be vulnerable with a new person. I have been overwhelmed at the thought of starting over with a whole new group of people. But new relationships are worth it. You never know when you will uncover a treasure of a friend who will understand your heart and add heaps of value to your life (and hopefully your’s to their’s too!).

I learned that saying yes to relationship is worth it. I’m grieving the fact that I have to say bye to my friend this weekend as she heads home and we begin to prepare for our move. I’m grieving every single one of my friends that I will be leaving behind here. But loving is worth it. Even for a short summer. Even for an incredible five years. All the friendships I have made here in Kipling are so worth it. As much as it hurts to say goodbye, I am the better for having said yes to them. A sad lie to believe is the one that says it’s better to never go deep so that you never hurt. Even the pain of parting is soothed by the richness of relationship that was there.

Yesterday, Kateri, my sweet-summer-friend, came and did an in home workshop at my house with some moms. She came early to get set up, and I welcomed her in with no make up, messy hair, dishes dirty and teeth not quite brushed. I smiled to myself, as she shut off my beeping oven timer and I picked up her crying baby, and realized I have never had a friend like her in my mothering years. I kind of think that’s sad for a thirty year old to say. Maybe I’ve been self protective and holding people at arms length. Maybe I haven’t had a great friend who has lived right in town to be with at the drop of a hat. But in that moment I realized this is what I want. These are the friendships I want to cultivate. These are the people I’m trusting God to bring into my life.

Kateri and I after our our workshop collaboration.

This is my next season’s brave yes.

Yes to friendship.

Yes to doing life with others.

Yes to being part of the village.

Yes to risking my heart and stepping out to connect with someone.

Yes to all that God has for me.

If you have been struggling with a lack of deep friendship in your life, or perhaps have had a fear of going deep, I hope my story of an unexpected friendship encourages you. I hope it empowers you to strike up a conversation. To share your life. To invite someone over. To trust that God has a good plan for your relationships. To forgive any friends who have hurt you in the past and believe the best of the ones to come. To say a brave yes because:

“We are certainly not those who are held back by fear and perish, we are among those who have by faith and experience true life!” Hebrews 10:39

Oh I love you guys. You readers and sharers of this journey. I’m so proud of all your brave yeses. Keep sharing your stories and stepping out. God’s got you! True, rich, meaningful life is worth the leap of faith!

You can follow along with my new friend on Instagram, @KateriMarie, as she shares her inspiring motherhood journey and her Montessori-inspired way of life.



Our FAVOURITE Audiobooks (for kids!) on HOOPLA

The world of audiobooks  is an exciting one! There are so many wonderful titles that have now been recorded, but there are also incredible voice actors that read these stories and they become alive in a new way.

My kids and I are listening to “On the Banks Of Plum Creek” at the end of morning time as we work on our handicrafts or projects. Cherry Jones reads the books with a slight twang and brings Laura’s world to life for us. I can close my eyes and hear her voice exclaim “Laura!” in Ma’s way and it makes me smile. Or when the ox’s foot fell through the roof (oops, spoiler!) and she read those words with genuine surprise and shock.

As I’ve shared pieces of our homeschool days I’ve received many questions about audiobooks, such as what would you recommend for younger kids? What do your kids do while they listen? Does this count as reading or entertainment?

These are all such great questions and I LOVE that you’re asking them! This is not just a “homeschool” thing, it’s a great tool for all families who want to find creative ways to cut down on screens and increase a love of literacy, while not being tied to the couch reading when things like supper need to happen!

I’m sharing titles that are on HOOPLA because it’s free, but if you have another audiobook service you should be able to find all of these easily!

Before I dive into some book titles, I want to give you some ideas that have worked for us. My kids are 8, 6 and almost 5. They each have very different personalities, and I find that different techniques work for them.

My almost five year old has grown up reading a lot more than my oldest. My oldest still was read to a lot, but just by way of being the youngest, he’s learned to sit through chapter books, long pictures books and has a high stamina for listening. I didn’t force this, it happened naturally. He hated being left out of what his siblings were doing, so he fought through his urge to run away and play. Now he is the one who hates when read alouds are over!

  1. Make audiobooks more special than screen time. Audiobooks are becoming expressions of warmth and comfort in our family. This has taken intentionality but slowly the idea of being cuddled up in a cozy corner you’ve built out of some favourite pillows and a blanket, with special bluetooth headphones that only you can hear, and a little snack, is more exciting than having to agree on a show with your siblings. My oldest listened to almost an entire novel on the swing in the backyard the other day! Fresh air AND literacy! That’s a big win!
  2. Have some activities they can do while listening. Now that cozy spot I described can hold my six year old for a long time. She doesn’t need much else. Her imagination is so vivid the only thing that might interrupt her is a urgent desire to find me and quickly explain what is happening and why it makes her feel so wonderful! But the younger one will eventually need some activities if he wants to keep listening. Things like playdough, lego, blocks. colouring pages, drawing,  Where’s Waldo or other Look & Find books, cutting and glueing all help. Once I even caught my youngest jumping up and down on his bed while listening. I didn’t mind! He wasn’t being wild, he was just moving his body to keep himself going on his book. I wasn’t forcing him to keep listening, By providing activities and allowing him to jump on the bed, I was just empowering him to keep doing what he wanted to do, which was find out what happened to the Boxcar children!

    A note from my six year old: If you can close your eyes while you listen, you will find that a whole story plays out right in your head. It is imagination.

  3. Stagger some of the same titles amongst the kids if age ranges allow it. When my three first stated listening to the Boxcar children, whoever had finished the first one was pacing around the living room waiting for the other to finish. When they walked out of the room they both exclaimed at the same time: BENNY IS SO HILARIOUS! And then dove into a deep conversation about the book. I through in a little question here and there just because I was jealous of this beautiful connection (haha!), but otherwise this book club culture (that Sarah MacKenzie at Read Aloud Revival talks about) came about organically.
  4. Invest in comfortable headphones. It took us a while to find the right ones for our daughter. She is a lot like me, and we both have tendencies toward HSP (highly sensitive personality), and things like fabric, sound and light can bother us. We finally found the right bluetooth headphones at Best Buy that were smaller kids sized ones, with padded ears. My oldest will be driven by pure motivation to listen and will tough out uncomfortable ear buds missing the rubber piece if he needs to, but not having the right equipment will stop my daughter, which we don’t want! We also prefer bluetooth so that our children don’t have to carry a device around!

All right, without further ado, here are our favourite audiobook titles on HOOPLA! All you need to use HOOPLA in a library card and you have four borrows a month. You can get movies and ebooks on here too, but we only use it for audiobooks since they are expensive to get through subscription somewhere else! If you get everyone in your family an account you can increase the amount of titles a month. If you are listening at the same time, it has to be on different accounts. So if all three of our kids are listening I have one logged into my phone playing from that, one from the laptop and one from an old phone that we use for white noise and audiobooks! If my husband is home we can also play off his device.

  1. The Boxcar Children Series – Four orphaned children band together to survive and live in an abandoned Boxcar. Subsequent adventures have them solving mysteries. Our kids, aged 5 to 8 love it. By Gertrude Chandler Warner
  2. Anne Of Green Gables – the Classic Starts Series (many more titles of these classics that have been modified for children. We have read the “Little Women” version of this.) My 5 and 6 year old have been enjoying this one. Adapted from Lucy Maud Montgomery.
  3. The Hardy Boys – Brother duo solves mysteries. I prefer the original books, but Hoopla has some of the newer audiobooks. Because of intensity only our 8 year old has listened to this.
  4. Basil: The Great Mouse Detective (there are 5 of the titles in this series on HOOPLA). Because of intensity and intrigue this one has been just for our 8 year old. With less sensitive children you can probably listen younger or with a parent! By Eve Titus.
  5. A House At Pooh Corner (also available: Winnie-The-Pooh, and Christopher Robin’s poems: Now We are Six and When We Were Very Young, by A. A. Milne) – All ages.
  6. James Herriot Animals Stories (also available: James Herriot’s Dog Stories). My six year old devours every possible story centred around animals and she listened to this huge treasury in one go! Suitable for all ages. Written by James Herriot.

Here are some other titles that are on HOOPLA as audiobooks that we have read. So we haven’t listened to these ones as audiobooks, but we can attest to the quality of the story!

  1. Aesop’s Fables – We love these timeless stories teaching character lessons.
  2. Bible Stories – search kid’s bible stories and lots of good options will come up!
  3. The Moffat’s – My 5 & 6 year old are doing this as a bedtime read aloud right now! By Eleanor Estes
  4. The Orphan Train Series – This has some intense moments dealing with tragedy and hardship, but Arleta Richardson does a fantastic job of weaving in how God is working and inspiring courage. Our whole family enjoyed this series.
  5. Grandma’s Attic Series – a little girl hear’s stories from her grandmother’s days as a pioneer. Another wonderful one for the whole family. Also by Arleta Richardson
  6. The Children’s Book of Virtues (by William J. Bennet) – A compilation of stories, fables, and poems that impart virtues. We had so many favourites from this story!

If you’re looking for the Little House On the Prairie series it’s unfortunately not on HOOPLA, but it is available in CD form from our library system, so it’s probably in yours too!

The Read Aloud expert, Sarah MacKenzie says that audiobooks absolutely count as much as if you read aloud to your own child! And the benefits of reading aloud are massive (check out Read Aloud Family by Sarah MacKenzie or The Read Aloud Handbook by Jim Trelease if you’re curious to learn more about it’s superpowers)! So a healthy mix of audiobooks along with your own wonderful gift of reading aloud will give your kids a rich literary experience!

We hope you enjoy this list of audiobooks! Let us know what some of your favourites are and if they are on HOOPLA so we can check them out!

Happy listening,

Monica (with help from my graphic designer Caleb, and content input from Amayah & Eli)

The “boiling hot” ones.

When I opened my little shop a couple of years ago I received so many words of encouragement, congratulations and immense praise.

Truthfully, it felt pretty good to be seen as brave and contributing in a big way. I didn’t do it for these reasons, I started out with a powerful word from God and a passion to follow through on what he asked me to do.

When I sold the business and followed the voice of Christ back into my home full time, there were very few left with words of encouragement. No praise or accolades followed me, just a good dose of condescension from a few who believed I never should have worked in the first place.

Honestly, I am sure it’s a little confusing watching me live out my life of faith at times as I seem to yo-yo between calls. I don’t have anger or bitterness. I don’t blame anyone for their words or lack of them.

My point is not to compel compassion. It’s this: You are responsible to guard your passion.

Guard your passion.

Not the thing you love doing. Not the person you’re passionate about. Not the job that you do on the daily. Not simply your zeal for life.

Your passion for Jesus Christ, the Anointed One. The Messiah. The Saviour of the World. The Way, the Truth, the Life.

This kind of passion is what’s going to carry you through.

Watch what steals it. Be aware of what slowly lulls you to sleep. Be alert and on guard to where your passion is at.

Guard it regardless of outside encouragement, popular opinion or even the negative voices inside your head. (Side note: let’s be people who celebrate obedience over position! I am not as interested in what you’re doing, as long as you’re being obedient to Christ. I want to to celebrate THAT!)

Be enthusiastic to serve the Lord, keeping your passion toward him boiling hot! Radiate with the glow of the Holy Spirit and let him fill you with excitement as you serve him.

Romans 12:11 TPT

This verse holds some keys to keep our passion boiling hot. First it encourages us to be enthusiastic serving the Lord.

I will be the first to admit that the Lord has allowed me some pretty exciting ways to serve him. I have co-lead pastored a church with my husband, spoke at some exciting retreats and events, opened a business and published a book. Now, I am a full time homeschooler, trying to juggle even posting a blog once a week! IMG_6439

Some of those have been a little more exciting and adventurous than others. However this verse doesn’t say to be enthusiastic serving the Lord simply when he gives you a world changing, glamorous or public position. The encouragement is to be enthusiastic serving the Lord. Period.

And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.

Colossians 3:17 ESV

In my role as mom especially, I can be a woman of excuses when it comes to my relationship with Jesus. I can feel that everyone else gets the first fruits of me and Jesus gets what’s left.

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But only I can make that choice. No one has the power to take away my commitment to staying close to Jesus.

I have become so passionate about staying passionate for Jesus and I think it’s partly because 2019 has placed me in a more stretching, humbling place than I’ve ever been.

There is no “adrenaline rush” for what I’m doing right now that’s going to carry me through my days. In this, at times, isolated place of raising and educating my school aged children at home, it is my job to do it enthusiastically for the Lord. It’s my job to “let him fill me with excitement” as Romans 12:11 says. I have to open my heart to the Holy Spirit to allow him to do that!


Here is what steals my passion:

  1. Not spending time with Jesus, reading the Word, praying, journaling and worshiping through song.

Here is what keeps me passionate:

  1. Spending time with Jesus, read the Word, praying, journaling and worshiping through song.

It’s seriously that simple for me. Spending time with Jesus is the most important part of my whole day. It transforms every aspect of my life, examines my heart and orders all of my priorities. It isn’t simply a one moment a day thing, although my morning time with Jesus is the largest piece.

It is what has kept me emotionally sound and mentally strong through being treated like a superstar as a business owner (perhaps over stating that slightly, haha!), to being hidden at home.

Actually, I don’t have a sense of needing anything personally. I’ve learned by now to be quite content whatever my circumstances. I’m just as happy with little as with much, with much as with little. I’ve found the recipe for being happy whether full or hungry, hands full or hands empty. Whatever I have, wherever I am, I can make it through anything in the One who makes me who I am.

Philippians 4:12-13 MSG

I don’t know if I can fully say that I’ve learned to be “quite content” in ALL circumstances. I have so many days that I whine and wonder if I can follow through on all God’s asked me to do. And yet, at the start of each day, in my favourite chair, with whatever seasonal mug I’m drinking out of at the time, I know that the Holy Spirit is going to fill me with his power and I’m going to have fresh passion to serve Jesus enthusiastically, right where I am. Whether I’m feeling like a classy business lady, or a hot-mess mama. I can make it through in the One who makes me who I am.


Stir up our hearts Lord!

May Jesus, the Anointed One, increase your passion dramatically and exponentially today! May he illuminate what is trying to steal your passion and may he lead you into creative solutions for carving out the time and space, physically, mentally and emotionally, to keep him the greatest priority of your life.

May we be the “boiling hot” ones for his glory!




Grace to you, child.

“Mom, sing Amazing Grace.”

For years the bed time song has been Jesus Loves Me. Without fail, every night. Until my child recently learned the story of John Newton, a violent slave trader who came face to face with the grace of God, renounced his horrific actions, determined to serve the Lord with his remaining years and penned these emotion filled words:

“Amazing grace, how sweet the sound. That saved a wretch like me…”

How we need grace. With each year that passes I am more aware of my need for grace and how merciful God really is with me.

Oh, how a child needs grace. Grace to a child is like cold water after they’ve ran around, climbed a tree and jumped on a trampoline. They must know that God has an immeasurable amount of grace for their mistakes, and that as we grow in our love for Jesus and dwell in his grace, we seek to demonstrate it to them in person.

As I’ve watched my own son be drawn deeply to the story, author and words of this song I have relived the times in my own childhood where I felt there was grace for everyone but the child. A standard of immediate obedience, or else. And then what do we do? We place that on understanding on God. I must immediately obey…or else.

My “brave yes” journey has been my response to an invitation to say yes to God simply out of a desire to please him. No fear. Just perfect love. It’s growing from a place of understanding that I have been given the freedom to choose and this kindness from God has led me to a place of repentance and desire to surrender my life to his perfect will.

Grace is this beautiful, undeserved favour, that is so wonderful to be the recipient of, and so hard to be one the one extending.

And yet to a young heart, next to the love of Jesus, there are no words so peace-filled as the words of grace over their less than perfect life.

I’m in a unique season where I am the primary caregiver and teacher of all of my children. I’m the first responder to all injuries and the referee to every fight. In the course of my day there are so many moments that require grace – of course for me, but for my children. I see shame creep across faces, anger burn, and greed descend. At least in my house, we all know we are sinners saved by grace yet individual moments present me with the choice: do I represent the law or grace?

Romans 6 says, and I’m summarizing, that grace grants us freedom to choose our own master: sin or God. And when we choose for ourselves that we will serve God, obedience becomes heart deep. 

In that past I may have been more concerned about day to day obedience that simply kept my life in tact. But as the years go on and I see little humans turning into bigger ones who have real dreams and aspirations. I want to see a grace-work in their lives that is heart deep and stays with them every single day for the rest of their lives.

In the mornings my kids and I read and pray together and we have opportunities to develop character and cultivate beautiful truths. It is in those emotionally diffused moments where hearts are vibrant and open, energy is fresh and we can dive deeper. But truthfully I am finding that the moments of tension, fighting and struggle are where grace simply must shine the brightest.

“All that passing laws against sin did was produce more lawbreakers. But sin didn’t, and doesn’t, have a chance in competition with the aggressive forgiveness we call grace. When it’s sin versus grace, grace wins hands down.”

Romans 5:21 MSG

Grace wins, hands down.

That, my friends, is the message I want my children to grow up with every day of their lives. A knowledge that mama was an aggressive forgiver and an extender of second, third and one hundredth chances.

I believe we must disciple, mentor, and seek to cultivate all that is good, pure and lovely. Then over all of that we must seek to model Christ, with grace, heaped upon grace, heaped upon grace (John 1:16).

Boy, this is a journey for me, because the patience required to dish out grace upon grace when we’d just like to do hand out justice upon justice, is tough. And the good news is, there is grace for me as I walk in grace (grace, grace, grace!).IMG_6366

If you’re a practical person that likes something tangible to try here are some questions I’ve been asking throughout our day. When life gets challenging with my children, as I practice grace upon grace over rules upon rules these help me in my endeavour to create space for this great grace to be actively demonstrated:

  1. Can we calm down together?
    1. Is there a way we can calm down, take a break, remove ourselves from the distressing situation (yes even if it’s centered around a toy reeking havoc on turn-taking) and start over in a bit. I am finding it takes as many minutes as their age to calm down effectively. When I stay with them to calm down it is less like they’re in trouble and more like we’re just resetting to take a fresh look at the situation.
  2. Are their basic needs met right now?
    1. Are they hungry? Thirsty? Exhausted? Do we need to deal with one of those things first before working through the problem? I have one child who simply can’t function when remotely hungry. Grace to them – because I’m so much like that too! Also, a few minutes laying down with an audiobook does wonders to renew energy in my house.
  3. How am I (as mom) doing right now?
    1. If I’m not doing well or I’m stressed, exhausted, or haven’t spent anytime with the Lord on my own, chances are I’m already not handling the situation great. I might be the one who needs a few minutes before we work through the problem so this train doesn’t go completely off the tracks! Distressing texts or stressful emails really effects me and I have to be careful not to open up messages that could take away from my energy to be the mom I need to be in that moment. Those things have to stay in a tight parameter to allow me to prioritize the first things. It’s different for everyone. How are YOU doing?
  4. Can we deal with this more effectively later?
    1. Is there a better time to go deep with the issue? I have found that our devotion, scripture memorizing, prayer time is a much more effective time to talk about being kind and loving to one another. We read a book called “is it right to fight?” which had our kids in deep conversations for days over how they feel when they get angry. I learned a lot, like the fact that one of my children is often suppressing the urge to bite their siblings when angry. I am seeing their outburst and feeling frustrated over the general noise volume, and yet they feel triumphant in that moment because they’re letting their anger out by yelling instead of biting (I was so proud of that child when they found words to express that big inner conflict!). That book also opened the door to how they feel if my husband and I argue (yep, that was a tough one to hear!).
  5. What’s the atmosphere like?
    1. Are you somewhere that is getting the kids really riled up? Is it overstimulating? Too loud? Has the tone not been set for what’s expected of them? What conversations are taking place? If they are expected to wind down for bed, does the house reflect that? Is the lighting soft? Is the music calm? Have the issues of the day been laid to rest knowing that there is new mercy for the morning? I have found that asking questions about what is happening is one of the fastest routes to a turnaround. Before homeschooling we were rushing a lot and I quickly found out my kids did not respond well to rushing. It was sucking joy right out of our atmosphere. Some big changes needed to be made to cultivate and protect the environment we desired.

These five things that create some breathing room and a moment to pause and prioritize grace over the letter of the law. They are human beings, just like us adults, and need to be nurtured, cared for, protected and prioritized. They need grace. Excessive, over the top, almost a seemingly absurd, but perfectly natural, amount of grace.

I hope this is helpful to someone and that hearing from another mama in the trenches encourages you that you’re not alone in the quest to do your best and not simply take the shortcuts that lead to immediate results, or turn a blind eye. In the words of John Newton:

Through many dangers, toils, and snares
I have already come
‘Tis grace that brought me safe thus far
And grace will lead me home

Grace to you!




But Lord!?

I don’t know how many times I have felt the Lord whisper something to me and I can instantly think of a few good reasons why what he is saying is not a good idea.

That happened with my homeschooling journey, one I have since nicknamed “the great homeschooling adventure”, as glory continues to cover this wild ride. I had a good many reasons why choosing to keep my kids home with me ALL. THE. TIME. seemed a little excessive.

Mary and Martha, our friends from the New Testament who were very close to Jesus, and knew him personally and loved him dearly – they went through the same thing! They believed in Jesus and in his power. In fact when their brother, Lazarus, died, the sisters were desperately heartbroken that Jesus had not been there, because they KNEW that Lazarus would have lived.

Here is what happened after Jesus arrived in town and asked to be taken to where their brother was buried.

Then Jesus, with intense emotions, came to the tomb—a cave with a stone placed over its entrance. Jesus told them, “Roll away the stone.”

Then Martha said, “But Lord, it’s been four days since he died—by now his body is already decomposing!”

Jesus looked at her and said, “Didn’t I tell you that if you will believe in me, you will see God unveil his power?”

So they rolled away the heavy stone. 

John  11:38-42a TPT

So they rolled aware the heavy stone.

They took a big, brave, bold step of faith. They made a move of radical obedience. Jesus had not laid out what he was going to do, he just extended an invitation to see God’s power at work. And in the face of potentially seeing a horrible, decomposing body and smelling disgusting smells that I can’t even begin to imagine, they said yes to seeing God’s glory, trusting that Jesus had a good plan, and they rolled away the heavy stone.

Just let that sink in.

That is like an arrow through my heart. Because I know what is coming next, but they didn’t! I can read the story with this great anticipation that Lazarus is going to come back to life, but they didn’t know that yet! 

This kind of blind obedience just gets me and shakes me up to the core. That’s a brave yes.

What’s your first step in the face of fear?

Right now I stand in front of a few tombs. Some hold dreams that I think have died, some hold people I’ve given up on, some hold potential that I’ve let go of. But Jesus calls today and says roll away the stone.

But Lord!?

Isn’t that our reaction, like Mary? But Lord!? What if I fail? What if it hurts? What if I seem foolish to the world for trying again?

But Jesus reminds us it isn’t about what we can do or what we will do. He is inviting us to see his miraculous power at work in our lives. We just need to answer the call to roll away the stone. To take the first step. To open our heart again.

Then with a loud voice Jesus shouted with authority: “Lazarus! Come out of the tomb!”

Then in front of everyone, Lazarus, who had died four days earlier, slowly hobbled out—he still had grave clothes tightly wrapped around his hands and feet and covering his face! Jesus said to them, “Unwrap him and let him loose.”

John 11:43-44 TPT

Imagine the outrageous joy in that moment. A little step of faith unleashed a whole ton of miraculous power flowing through our Saviour.

In the face of unknowns, remember, he is the God who brings the dead to life. When he calls, we can say yes, and leap right into an exciting adventure with him!

Saying a brave yes right along with you,



ANOINTED to be mom

I was leading worship one Sunday and we, our whole church, felt the Holy Spirit so strongly. God did some big things in peoples lives and poured out his love on our worship team.

When we finished, I high fived my team and whispered “thanks” to Jesus for his anointing as I stepped off the stage.

That’s when I heard him whisper back.

“You know I can anoint you like that for motherhood.”

The words hung in my mind. I didn’t even answer back. I just sat their listening to my husband speak with a stunned brain, struggling to comprehend what this could mean.

“Now, it is God himself who has anointed us. And he is constantly strengthening both you and us in union with Christ.” 2 Corinthians 1:21

That word “anointed”, from the Strongs concordance, means “enduing Christians with gifts from the Holy Spirit”. 

I’ve felt that “enduing” before. There are special times where we are suddenly given a gift of the Holy Spirit and it’s alive and active within us. Sometimes you can operate in these gifts at the drop of a hat, other times they flow unexpectedly. That’s how I find it when I lead worship. I expect God to show up and help me, but how he does it, how he anoints me, the gifts he suddenly gives me, could be different. One day I might prophecy, or have a word of knowledge or discernment. (You can read about the gifts of the Holy Spirit in 1 Corinthians 12)

It honestly feels weird trying to find words for anointing because it just is what is for me. I feel the Holy Spirit and he moves through me. I ask him to come and not let me do this thing on my own, and he shows up, plain and simple.

But for some reason the idea of this happening on a day to day basis, in a tangible way, with my children, seemed so foreign to me.

But that’s what he was saying. The same way I feel him and the same way I experience him when I’m ministering through speaking or leading worship, he can flow through me and anoint me for motherhood.

This changed a few perspectives in how I have viewed motherhood.

First, God wants to show up in my day to day, moment to moment with my kids and change my view of a daily grind to holy ground (as Sarah McKenzie says in her book “Teaching From Rest”).

In the same way he wants to show up in our church services and see people commit their lives to Jesus, and be transformed by his power and find and feel his presence, in that same powerful way, he wants to show up in my home as I raise, and ultimately minister to, my children.

I will answer your cry for help every time you pray,
and you will find and feel my presence
even in your time of pressure and trouble.
I will be your glorious hero and give you a feast. 

Psalm 91:15

K, let’s be real. Pressure and trouble? Those words can sum up a good many of my days with my kids, but God has said we can find AND feel his presence in the middle of it all. 


Second realization: I’m not expected to do this alone. Mom’s are notorious for being the self sacrificing, lay-it-all-down, martyr lingo talking, “it’s my way or the highway” tough girls. But this is not God’s way. In fact I’m encouraged to NOT do it alone.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart;
do not depend on your own understanding.
Seek his will in all you do,
and he will show you which path to take.
Don’t be impressed with your own wisdom.
Instead, fear the Lord and turn away from evil.

Proverbs 3:5-7


In the context of leading worship or speaking, I often feel like I don’t have what it takes and at the end of myself, in my weakness, God shows up the strongest. It’s the same with my mothering, when I pause and acknowledge that the situation is so beyond me, suddenly the Holy Spirit takes over and his strength is made perfect in my weakness.

But he answered me, “My grace is always more than enough for you, and my power finds its full expression through your weakness.” So I will celebrate my weaknesses, for when I’m weak I sense more deeply the mighty power of Christ living in me. So I’m not defeated by my weakness, but delighted! For when I feel my weakness and endure mistreatment—when I’m surrounded with troubles on every side and face persecution because of my love for Christ—I am made yet stronger. For my weakness becomes a portal to God’s power.

2 Corinthians 12:9-10 TPT

I realize I’m using the analogy of church a lot in this post and not everyone can relate to it, but this has been such a massive revelation to me personally that I have to share it for those who may understand.

When things aren’t going well in my leadership, say of worship, what do I do? I lean in to the Holy Spirit. I ask for direction. I humble myself. I acknowledge my need for him to break through. I seek his presence. I ask for his anointing – his power to flow through me and to do what only he can do!

Yes, God is more than ready to overwhelm you with every form of grace, so that you will have more than enough of everything – every moment and in every way. He will make you overflow with abundance in every good thing you do.

2 Corinthians 9:8 TPT

In a church setting we say it all the time: Wow, that person is so anointed.

What does that mean? They are talented? They have natural giftings? No, when we say that, something in our spirit is resonating with the gifts and power of the Holy Spirit that is flowing through that person and we can tell it’s so far beyond them. What is happening is not a manifestation of their own hard work, but of the grace of God flowing through them.

That is what God is saying about our mothering. He wants to anoint us for the task. He wants us to look back on a situation and see that his hands were all over it and that his power was flowing through us and supernatural wisdom and discernment was at work. He wants to stop us in our tracks and overwhelm us with grace for the moment.

I am called and commissioned to this great task. He is ready to overwhelm me with the grace that I need, every moment and in every way.

The Lord has been drumming it into me over the last number of months: Monica, stop and ask for my anointing.

A while ago I had a child freaking out in their bedroom, breaking stuff and trying to hurt me. I was beside myself trying to figure out what on earth to do. Suddenly I stopped and cried out in a whisper of anguish mixed with anger: I need this anointing you’re talking about.

As if to prove what he was saying I had supernatural discernment as to what the root of the problem was. Then with supernatural wisdom I knew the steps to walk out. And, only by way of the Holy Spirit, I handled is calmly.

I don’t remember to stop often enough. I’m still on my journey. How the phrase rings in my ears: anointed to be mom. IMG_5357

I see a picture in my mind of moms standing before the King of Kings, Jesus, and he is pouring the oil over us, as it ran over the priests of old. The anointing resting thick and heavy. The Holy Spirit making us ready for the task at hand. An anointing to be mom.

I see myself standing in the circle with my worship team, hands held out, asking the Lord to anoint us for the service. And in a flash I see myself standing my kitchen, or in my black armchair where I talk with God every morning, hands held out, asking for fresh anointing for this day.

For too long, I have not realized the power of my job. Of raising arrows. I know I’m just scratching the surface, but I am desperately pursuing a full revelation of what it means to walk daily in the powerful anointing of the Holy Spirit as mom.

Children are a heritage from the Lord,
    offspring a reward from him.
Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
    are children born in one’s youth.

Psalm 127:3-4

I know this is a game changer. I know that this realization that God wants to walk with me every single step is going to change the future for my children, and my children’s children, and my children’s, children’s, children. I am no longer a mom, stumbling along trying to figure out what to do. I am a warrior who raises warriors for the King of the universe and who has access to all the anointing, power and authority that is mine in Christ Jesus.

And now, because we are united to Christ, we both have equal and direct access in the realm of the Holy Spirit to come before the Father!

Ephesians 2:18

This can be yours too. Stop. Breathe. Hold out your hands. He’s closer than you think.

Ask him. Right here. Say: Father, anoint me to do this holy work. This job of raising your kids. Shaping these arrows. It’s so much harder than I could have imagined. I can’t do it. But by your Spirit I know I can. My weakness becomes a portal for your power to flow through me. Thank you that you want to help me and you’ve been just waiting for me to ask.

I’m breathing this prayer with you too. I don’t know what all this means yet, but I know one thing: I’m anointed to be mom.

In His grace,