God sized dream, life as a mom
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A Typical Day in the Life of…Me!

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Today for “God-sized dreaming day” we are talking about what a typical day looks like and how I can see God in that.

As a wife and a mom of three there always seems to be something unexpected that happens throughout my day that I’ve learned I just have to be ready for. Sometimes I handle the unexpected with ease…sometimes not. I know the closer I draw near to Him the more clearly I see Him throughout my ordinary but not so ordinary days. 

I start my day before anyone else in the house. I go to the gym or go for a run. Then I am home to spend some quiet time alone with God and the rest of the HelloMornings gals. It’s only God who gets me up in the wee hours of the morning to fit these two crucial parts of my day in.

Soon there are 3 little people staring at me ready to start their day. Breakfast is underway, lunches are packed, milk is spilled, devotionals read, spelling words and math facts are practiced and Imagination Movers are being watched. I pray with my son everyday as he heads out the door. God is with us in those few moments before the bus comes and takes him off for the day.

My husband and I have a few moments while the Disney channel entertains the girlies to connect. What are you doing today? And then he asks the same thing. We fill each other in on the details big and small. Now I know how I can be praying for him as the day passes by until five o’clock when he returns. God speaks to me how I can love and encourage him best  before the day takes off.

Now I have 2 little girls asking, what are we going to do today?! Well…I have these chores to get done and errands to run but their faces tell me that’s not really what they were thinking. Shall we go the library, have a play date, make a craft or play dress up? Eventually all those things get done, including the errands and the chores but it takes wisdom and grace to decide when is when. He is with me each step of the way, helping me make those decisions.

Somehow we make it to dinner with usually another spill or two, complaints of the food and everyone getting out of their seats at least 57 times. But during dinner is when we get to hear the little hearts of our kids. We share our highs and lows. Sometimes it’s trivial, sometimes not but either way we are being a family, doing life together and sharing our hearts. God is there with us smiling and I believe paving the way for when we have three teenagers sitting at the table and sharing our hearts may look very different.

He is with me when I lose my patience with 5 year old little girl drama and 7 year old little man attitude. He is with me when I just want a moment to myself or want no one to touch me one more time and I think I might just go out of my mind. He is with me when I feel like I give, give, give but not much is returned.

There is not much time for Me these days. Not a lot of time to “dream” if you will. But I squeeze it when I can. He makes the most of the time when I sit here and write from my heart. Who knows where all this dreaming will take me. I know it’s not my number one thing right now and subsequently gets the least of my time. But I’m confident He has a plan. And so I keep making time for this dream.

It’s a season, He reminds me. Although, I forget to be thankful in the moment of the everyday little things, I am very thankful for where He has me right now. For it’s His grace that I receive and so desperately need to get up and do it all over again the next day.


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I'm a wife to 1 amazing husband. A mom to 1 little dude and 2 girlie girls. A follower of the ONE who saved me. A daughter to 2 wonderful people. A sister to 1. A friend to many. A runner because that's what I do to keep from not going crazy. And the CEO of this little part of the world we call home.


  1. Yep, the milk will be spilled. Usually at an inconvenient time. But I know this season will be short and I’ll look back and wonder where it went. Without God’s grace, I don’t know how we’d do this parenting thing!

  2. Love this post. And I am glad I am not the only one who feels like they cannot breathe if they are touched ONE MORE TIME :)

  3. Amen Kristin! Double dose on the grace over here! I know these days will fly by, trying to remember to soak it in, whatever comes our way. Thanks for visiting:)

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