I'm just another wife.
There's nothing special about my mothering.
I'm just another Indiana native.
I'm just another middle-class American.
Some days, the shear normalcy of my existence almost knocks me off my feet.
But I am washed in crystal-clear grace. I have been adopted into the largest, most loving, world-wide family. I stand, perfect, before the King of the universe. And that is not normal at all.
In the daily broil of normalcy, it is often easy to forget the priceless blessings I've been given. It's so very easy to lapse into, "Well, I'm just a...." with little to no regard of who I am called to serve. But that's why I write. I write because there is a wealth of truth, just beyond our finger tips, every day. I write because there is a God who deserves the credit and the glory. I write because my goal, in this quickly fleeting life is to squeeze glory for God out of every moment of every day. And it's not a hard task. My daily life fairly explodes with the glory of God.
So here I am.
Just another wife and mother. Who hates doing laundry and dishes. I'm in desperate, daily need of my Savior, and constantly fighting for passion to span my normalcy, and bring glory to the God who designed me as a woman. This is my adventure in normalcy.
Won't you join me?