New Tests, New Trials

So I try to find things that are relatable for everyone that way we are all kind of on the same page. Well, one week ago we got a new puppy. And let me tell you, I wasn’t mentally prepared for a puppy.

Maybe most people can relate to the constant chewing, peeing everywhere, and piles of poop that come along with a housing puppy. I have raised a few dogs in my life already so I guess I was thinking I was a pro and told myself, “I got this!” 

Well, I don’t have this. This dog is straining my energy, the little tiny bit I had left after taking care of 3 kids this summer and keeping up with a house that seems to be always messy. He is constantly under foot and we are desperately trying to not step on him all day. He is a nuisance. He tries to chew on the kids. He has tried to eat my front door rug. He pooped in his kennel again last night and let’s just say it wasn’t fun to wake up to at 1:45 am this morning.

But even through all of that, we still love him. We may want to leave him outside for the remainder of the day at times, but his snuggles and kisses make up for all of the flaws.

He’s not perfect, so why was I pretending he would be? Why was I putting an expectation on him to be perfect, especially as a 9 week old puppy? 

Thanks for bringing me back to reality HP. I previously prayed for patience with the kids and I believe the dog is the answer to those prays. I’ve realized…it could always be worse!


We All Need Some Grace

Ever since I got back to every day life and reality has had time to set back in from vacation mode, I realize I’m already starting to get down on myself. “School is right around the corner and there is so much that needs to be done. Meal planning, school clothes shopping, organize the kids’ clothes, organize the pantry, get the garage in order, and I’m sure tons of other things that need to happen!” Yes, these were all of the thoughts running through me head about 5:30 this morning. That would make anyone go crazy, right?

Well I’m glad I can realize when old habits creep in and I have the power to not let those old things take over my life. I’m not in control of everything around me, but I am in control of myself and how I choose to go into the new school year. I’m in control of how I spend my time each day and whether I should spend time worrying or spend my time in a more productive manner.

I feel that some people think the more stressed out you are (and the more public you are about it!) means you are more productive. I believe the contrary to be true. When you are busy getting things done, you don’t have time to complain about how busy you are!

None of us are perfect here! We all need a little patience and a whole lotta grace!


What the heck does fishing have to do with alcohol? Well, if you’ve ever been on a lake or gone fishing with my family then you’d understand the obvious reasons. But I’m here to talk about fishing as a metaphor.

We search far and wide for some type of lifestyle or identity that we most relate to. We are fishing for our true selves basically since the day we are born. 

We are searching. We are casting lines into multiple ponds to see if they are worth our time.

Maybe you’ve never been fishing. If that’s the case, let me paint a picture for you:

When you are out on the lake, shoreline, or simply standing on a dock, patience is key. Unless you’re at a place where the fish expect someone to be dropping food right where you are standing, then you must wait. Sometimes you have to reel your line back in and recast out into the water in another spot. Sometimes you’ll get a nibble, but whatever it was stole your bait. Sometimes you’ll catch anything but a fish (i.e. a turtle, a branch, moss, and occasionally get a tree root). Sometimes you’ll catch the big one. All of these examples are life metaphors too. 

We must have patience in life, every day. The things worth having won’t be handed to us, unless we want the easy food that is dropped to the masses. 

Maybe your great idea failed, but don’t lose faith. Just recast your line out into the sea of opportunities in the world and see what else comes up.

Maybe you put all of your faith into something that stole your bait. Perhaps a bad relationship, getting fired from a job, losing someone important to you, or maybe just a really bad day! 

Maybe you cast multiple lines out into the world, only to catch something you had no intention of catching. Be open to the possibility of this thing being useful. If it’s not, toss it back in and cast your line out again.

Maybe you catch the big one! The one you’ve been dreaming of your whole life. But you’ll never know until you cast out your line.