Food Steward

I spent most of the weekend planning and strategizing like an army general going to war. You know what I was doing?

I was planning our family’s nutritional goals for 2013.

Our favorite breakfast. Chicken sausage with onions and peppers.

Our favorite breakfast. Chicken sausage with onions and peppers.

As self proclaimed Food Steward of the Abel family, this is my primary responsibility.

A responsibility that I didn’t take seriously until last year.

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The First Day of School ~ A Fresh Start

Call me a sucker for the do over. The fresh start. The new day.


This has always been what the first day of school represents to me.

Today our girl starts Junior High.

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Preparing for Junior High and Other Holy Moments

I’m not one of those mothers who dread the thought of her kids growing up. At least not today. Now ask me this question again in three years when my son graduates and I may have a different answer, but I don’t think so. I have tried to have the philosophy that my job was to allow my kids to just be who they are at each development stage. Not rushing to the next phase too soon or wanting them to stay babies forever- each age should be celebrated and enjoyed, for the most part.

But lets be honest, for almost anyone living in America, Junior High is HELL the hardest school stage. At least it was for me. Remember those pictures of Chelsea Clinton growing up in her tween years? I never made fun of her, because, well, lets just say, I wasn’t far off.

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Sometimes It Is OK to Play Hookie

I had a fantastic week at work. We mapped out  the next fiscal year’s budget, I wrote new grants and made great contacts for Family Life Services. I had wonderful meetings with staff, and was excited from the great progress we are making with so many of our families. We also hosted energetic work groups of teens that came out to serve. This week was jam packed.

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A Mother’s Reflection on My Son’s Baptism

…having been buried with him in baptism and raised with him through your faith in the power of God, who raised him from the dead.~2 Cor. 2:12

This weekend I experienced one the the most holy days I have ever had since becoming a mother in 1997.

Our fifteen year-old son Jacob came to Jeff and I this spring and talked to us about his desire to get baptized. He has known Jesus for a almost his whole life, but he wanted to make his faith his own. He wanted to publicly show his commitment to God by taking part in this sacred ritual of grace.

Baptism is really weird if you think about it. This tradition that stems from our ancient Jewish forefathers of the faith. In front of everyone you know, family and friends, you are saying I bury myself to His will. It symbolizes the death of Jesus having been laid in a grave for three days and then his resurrection and defeat of that death. By making this choice, as a believer, you have a time and a place where you announce to the watching world,  I am a disciple of Jesus Christ.

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Family Priorities: Jeeping or Laundry?

This weekend I chose to not to do this…

To go do this…

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