Christian Mommy

Back in the early 2000s, we were two sisters in the woods of Tennessee, raising our two households of kids and trying to figure out how to be healthy. Like so many women, we tried every diet that promised an answer. Plant-based gurus told us to drop animal foods, so we did, and slowly grew deficient. Low-carb voices told us to drop the bread, so we did, and quickly grew e...

Do you doubt yourself as a mother? Your ability to choose rightly? To stay the course? To set a righteous example for the kiddos you love more than life itself? To avoid shooting yourself in the foot?

Well, join the club of Christian Sisters Who Make Our Lives Hard with Poor Life Choices but Also Know God’s Grace Is Sufficient for Our Sin (that would make one do...

The older I get, the less I know and the more I realize most everyone knows less than I thought they did. It’s a little shocking to get to middle age and realize older people aren’t always as wise as you assumed. Throughout the years, Psalm 146:3 has been a powerful reminder to me. It says, “Put not your trust in princes, in a son of man, in whom there is no salvation.” T...

I grew up in the 1960s, and my oldest sister fell in love with the “back to the land” movement, so she diligently kept a large vegetable and herb garden growing, and we regularly ate meals that included her organic produce. Our grandparents kept us supplied with tree fruit and nuts. I believe that this clean eating contributed to our general well-being—we rarely got sick....

Anxiety.

Physically, it’s miserable. Emotionally, overwhelming. Relationally, disruptive. And the accompanying thoughts? They can absolutely hijack your mind. A mild concern of I hope they are safe traveling can spiral into intrusive images of the worst possible scenarios. Waiting for routine lab results can plummet into fears of incu...