Life of Eucharisteo

　 Do you ever look back on some months and wonder how so many things could go wrong in four short weeks? We’ve not had a record month, but we’ve had our share of days where we just shook our heads and sighed…”Really!!” We’ve had a busted toe, a trip to the ER, and slip down the stairs. All this to one kid. We’ve had things to fix. Brakes and hubs and car a/c to repair. We’ve had days of noses turned up at the food set before them. Mouths saying “I don’t really care for that.” They get points for being polite about it, but scolding because they should just be grateful they aren’t going to bed hungry. In other words….we’ve had LIFE this month. We’ve also had a choice. We chose between dwelling in the moment or looking beyond. If we choose to dwell we get stuck. Stuck in the moment of the hurt toe or the milk spilled on the carpet. We lose ourselves. We put on the blinders that cause tunnel vision. These are the times when the careless words...

What is your enough? This week I’ve seen mama’s that have quietly sighed their enough’s after long days of laundry, little one's battles, and cabin fever. I’ve seen precious servants of God wade their way through the heart break that accompanied the sights, smells, sounds, and touch of poverty. Enough, they said. I’ve had my own enough’s lately. They‘ve been all over the board. I say enough stuff. Enough always wanting more, more, more. We have so much, other’s so little. Enough trash TV. Gone are the days of Charles and Caroline, John and Olivia, and Lucy and Ricky. Enough food. We have leftovers that waste away in the fridge while others go to bed hungry. Enough bickering. Appreciate the sibling…the family that God has given you. Some are alone in this world. Enough sickness and suffering. Some people just can’t seem to catch a break. My heart aches for them. Enough hate. In the world and sadly among confessing Christians. “You...

Today I’m mapping new ground. I’m going two hours away with complete strangers. This is so far our of my comfort zone it’s not even funny. Don’t get me wrong. I’m no recluse. I can hold up my side of a conversation fairly well, but honestly it’s much easier not to. Not to get involved. Not to learn their stories and not to share mine. It’s easier to stay in my own safe little world with the known. “Not what I want from you” says the One who created me. So I’ll go and I’ll mingle, and I’ll do what He’s called me to do. I’ll be His light. I’ll tell them my story and I’ll hear theirs. Then, just maybe, through my obedience and by His grace they’ll know more about His story when we part. Pray for me today, Tracey <>< Yay for Friday!! Time for the kind of writing where you open up your thoughts and let them all spill out on the page screen. No editing. No overthinking. Just let it spill out, and see what you get. The thin...

The day I said "why not" and started this thing called blogging, I never dreamed that it would bring me to the doorsteps websites of so many wonderful women, with so many wonderful words to share. I'd never even heard of "community". There's just something about that word..."community".  It makes me think of lives and hearts weaved together by God. I  never dreamed of forming relationships with women I've never met.  I mean, I HAVE community....aka....friends I can see on a regular basis. But here I am...wading through cyber space watching women....wait....not just watching....coming alongside women that are changing the world for God....one blog post at a time. Let me introduce you to a few of them..... Jana - graceformymess.com Kelly - exceptionallyaverage.com Val - http://digtoesin.wordpress.com/ Sarah - http://shh121.wordpress.com/ Lindsey - http://www.keepingonthesunnyside.com Mindy - http://www.newequs...

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What does it mean to be a mother? Webster defines a mother as this…       moth · er 1. A female parent The Bible on the other hand, has more to say about the definition of a mother. Psalm 127:3-5 tells us that the role of a mother is an honor ….a privilege . We learn that mothering is about nurturing ( Titus 2:4 ). It’s about teaching ( Ephesians 6:4 ), about integrity ( Proverbs 11:3 ). The Bible says that a mother is available morning, noon, and night ( Deuteronomy 6:6-7). She is involved ( Eph. 6:4). 　 She didn’t have to. She didn’t have to open her heart….to play to role of mother to a child that she didn’t even give birth to. She didn’t have to love her, or nurture her. After all, she had a mother….a mother that shared her DNA. She didn’t have to stay up nights, or sooth her tears. She didn’t have to shield and protect or mend the wounds. She didn’t have to go the extra mile with shopping trips or mother/dau...