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Modern Missionary Mamas

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MMM Podcast Episode 2: International Travel with Small Children

Here’s how to listen:

-Right in this post! Just click play. You can also download it from here. (Amazing, eh? I know your internet stinks, mamas; I’ve got your back.)

-On Soundcloud. They have a nice app for your phone and if you add to a playlist or a station, you’ll always see when a new one’s posted (I think). And please, if you like it, hit like and share it! Let’s spread the word.

And if you’ve got more questions for me, don’t miss out on our first Twitter chat! Here’s the post on that, in case you missed it. 

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The three wiser women

I’m here for you, too.

I know I’ve been quiet (that’s just the season I’m in), but I’m here for you too, and I smell better than laundry.

Free book alert!

This was recommended by Rachel Pieh Jones (and if you don’t know who she is, you should, because her blog is excellent). And it’s FREEEEEE, mamas! I know what free means to you this time of year. Go get it.

 

Say my name, say my name…correctly.

I now respond quickly to “Mrs. ‘Arms?” Sigh. I miss my H.

It’s Tender There

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It’s Tender There: my appendix story

So, I got something published!

No, not like “on the blog” published, which only sort of counts–like PUBLISHED published, in a literary magazine. So don’t be fooled: yes, it looks like I’m linking you to yet another article on TCK’s or whatnot, but it’s me. Really.

And I love this story.

After four years, it still makes me cry, and here’s why: I felt God’s provision in such an unusually obvious way. Every moment we looked at each other and were about to say, “I don’t know what to do…”, someone walked in who did. And spoke English. And had all the right skills or right knowledge. It was truly amazing.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy it, mamas. Happy Friday!

Make it Monday: Playdough

Make it Monday

Ten different playdough recipes

Making your own playdough is so. darn. easy, mamas, you’ll wonder why you ever bought it. (And it smells way better, too.) Still don’t believe me? I made you a little video below to show you how simple it is…and seriously, the hardest part was not letting the pot slide off the stove since I could only use one hand.

This is the best recipe in the universe (go ahead, fight me):

1 C Flour
1 C Water
1/4 C Salt
1 T Vegetable Oil
2 t Cream of Tarter
Food Coloring (4 drops)
Sauce Pan and Wooden Spoon
Directions (Cook all ingredients on the stove)
1- Pour all ingredients into a saucepan. The order does not matter.
2- Stir until everything is mixed well.
3- Once the mixture is mostly clump-free, heat over medium heat.
4- Stir and keep stirring, after a few minutes it will start to clump up.
5- Stir until one big clump is formed and remove from heat.
6- Knead by hand.

 

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It’s so pretty.
When it’s cool, I usually add essential oils (peppermint and lavender are both favorites at our house). Nothing says “re-claim your chill” like smashing lavender playdough between your fingers and deep breaths. You may want to skip this if your kids are still in the “let’s see what THIS tastes like” stage; the rest of the ingredients would be safe to ingest. Salty, but safe.
And the best part? If *someone* forgets to put it away, I’ve brought it back to life the next morning with a little more oil mixed into it. You show me a store-bought playdough that can do that, and I’ll eat my words. But (spoiler alert) you won’t be able to.
If you’ve got celiac folks in the house, try this recipe. I haven’t tested it, but if you do, let us know how it goes!
If you haven’t heard of playdough mats, here’s a post to get you started, but mamas, Pinterest is full of that goodness. Go get it.
Happy Monday!
You’ve got this.

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Wise Words Wednesday: 11:59

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And the Philistines mustered to fight with Israel, thirty thousand chariots and six thousand horsemen and troops like the sand on the seashore in multitude. They came up and encamped in Michmash, to the east of Beth-aven. When the men of Israel saw that they were in trouble (for the people were hard pressed), the people hid themselves in caves and in holes and in rocks and in tombs and in cisterns, and some Hebrews crossed the fords of the Jordan to the land of Gad and Gilead. Saul was still at Gilgal, and all the people followed him trembling.

He waited seven days, the time appointed by Samuel. But Samuel did not come to Gilgal, and the people were scattering from him. So Saul said, “Bring the burnt offering here to me, and the peace offerings.” And he offered the burnt offering. 10 As soon as he had finished offering the burnt offering, behold, Samuel came. And Saul went out to meet him and greet him. 11 Samuel said, “What have you done?”

A week is a long time to wait.

I’d have to be pretty darn desperate to hide in a tomb, but facing troops like the sand on the seashore? That’d do it.

Saul missed out on God’s blessing by minutes. By seconds.

This is your reminder to wait a little bit longer, because those final seconds on that ticking clock still belong to your God, not to you. Give Him latitude to act. Let Him have every opportunity, instead of snatching it away from Him when your feelings get hurt because He’s taking too long.

My friend J came to the gate. His mom died last year; his dad is not well. Needed money for school, and it hadn’t been sent yet. He knew he might not get to continue, and I hurt with him. I felt helpless. I gave him the gift of conversation, then remembered that I had some leftovers I could share with him. On the way in, I prayed for him. He drank the cold water I offered, handed back the tin cup. I sighed a lot. Then as I came back inside, David happened to check his email. “Oh, that school money came in.”

How fast do you think I can get to the gate? Well, when properly motivated by a perfect gift given at the perfect time for a young man who needed that perfection in his life, pretty darn fast. We laughed together, relieved. Joyful over the gift God gave because we asked. If I hadn’t stopped to grieve with him, hadn’t stopped to share, he would’ve been gone by the time it came in. Yes, he would’ve still gotten it…but it wouldn’t be the same.

I’ve been listening to Lauren Daigle’s new album on repeat lately. There’s a lot of battles being fought all around me, and I just need a reminder that God comes to the rescue. Not that he does my will, but that he cares.

He will show up for you, mamas.

In your kids’ educations.

In the transitions to a new program, a new home.

In your marriage.

In your friendships.

In your loneliness, in the losing.

Just wait. Don’t try to solve it yourself. Saul missed it by minutes, and as a result, he lost everything.

God will act when it’s obvious that only He could, when there’s no doubt in anyone’s mind that all hope seems lost; that’s His moment. He does it to increase your faith, to give you a moment like a souvenir to touch when the next trial comes.

I love you, mamas. You’ve got this.

Creature Catastrophe

Dog in the garbage,

Mouse in my shed,

Ants in the honey

Mosquito round my head.

Cockroach in the shower,

Lizard on the tree.

I’d be back in bed right now,

But I’m scared they’d follow me.

Don’t cry; laugh instead! 🙂 Happy Monday!

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