Gospel Minded Mama

  If you’ve been following me for a while—whether for two years or ten—you’ve seen me evolve. I’ve been blogging in some form for over a decade. I’ve moved from website to website, rebranded more times than I can count, and dabbled in just about every corner of the internet. I’ve sold workout shakes and subscriptions; I’ve co-hosted a podcast (that is no longer); I’ve even taken the courses and tried the "hacks" to go viral with Instagram Reels. But if I’m being honest? It was exhausting. The Trap of the Screen For a long time, I felt like I was constantly performing. Putting myself in front of a screen always felt a bit inauthentic, like I was acting for views rather than sharing from conviction. I was always chasing the next "viral idea," and it left me drained. Along the way, I had a deep conviction about my home. I realized that my children were never meant to be "content" for strangers. My family is a gift to be protected, not a product to be marketed...

 The other day, I found myself deep in the digital trenches. I was reading headlines about wars, political conflicts, and heavy questions about our faith and how it has been impacted by the modern world. Naturally, I did what many of us do: I sent a flurry of texts to my husband, unloading all the "big news" I had just uncovered. When he called a little later to ask if I was okay, I realized I had accidentally stressed him out! I assured him I was fine, but it made me pause. It is so easy to get overwhelmed by the "macro"—the things happening across the ocean or in the halls of government. But as a Christian homeschool mom, I am quickly brought back to the "micro." I have four hungry children who need to be fed, instructed, exercised, and cared for. I realized that while I may have zero control over what happens in the White House, I have a tremendous amount of control over what happens in my house. From Rabbit Holes to Reality As women, we want to know t...