Author: Holly Crawshaw

Three Mealtime Questions that Will Change Everything (Including the Quality of Your Food)

Just kidding about the part about changing the quality of your food, but there are 3 questions that could change a lot of things about how you talk about faith. If your house is anything like mine, the bath time and bedtime routine can often turn into a soul-sucking vortex of blood, sweat, and tears. All evening long, I feel like I’m herding cats. But not even nice cats. I’m talking about the mean kind of cats who hiss and scratch and ignore you when you speak. Oh? No? Your kids quietly and efficiently bathe, spend 20 minutes in meaningful prayer, and tuck themselves in? In that case, MINE TOO! I WAS TOTALLY KIDDING ABOUT WHAT I SAID EARLIER. But seriously, as soon as dinner is over, and it’s time to head toward bedtime, I take a deep breath and steel myself for the impending negotiations, requests, and resistance. By the time I finally get my two girls clean and in the respective beds, the last thing either of us have the energy for is deep or spiritual conversations. So about a year ago, my family started doing something different. We decided to leverage the only time we’re really together and looking at each other’s faces. We decided to leverage dinnertime. No matter where we are (and let’s be honest, it’s Chick-Fil-A or the Mexican restaurant down the road...

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Why I Plan to Stay Overcommitted

When did May become the new December? Is it just me, or does anyone else’s calendar for this month look like it’s been assaulted by pen scribbles? Literally, as I was shoving pizza party money into my first grader’s backpack this morning, I briefly wondered if I could hire her a personal assistant. It’s a circus around here, folks! I feel like there aren’t enough hours to squeeze it all in. There’s all those end-of-year parties, the purchasing of teacher gifts, recitals, Mother’s Day, Field Day (the WORST), Field Trip Day. . . Not to mention regular life, which...

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Where in the World: What Jesus, Paul, and Big Hair Have to Do with Faith

Here’s how faith was explained to me: “Faith is like the wind. You can’t see it, but you can see its effects.” To be blunt… #1. I hate the wind. I’m from Georgia, and my hair is big enough without the wind that makes it wilder than it already is. #2. Not everyone lives in regions where the wind’s results are visible, or, for that matter, tolerable. #3. My first point was about my hair. I thought about changing that, but honestly, it was my first thought. When I was tasked to be on a team that produced a...

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Just Put Away the Ugly Blanket

Well, friends. I may have done something halfway decent as a mama today. Hold your applause, because there’s ample time left for me to mess up my girls to the tune of thousands in therapy costs, but today…today, I actually paused before disciplining my seven-year-old, Lilah. Now. If you’ve read any of my other posts, especially Just Wear The Stupid Gym Shorts post, you know that Lilah is not a typical kid. (Which is what most moms would say about their kid, but I’m a mom. So…yeah.) Lilah is sensitive. She gets very uncomfortable by serious conversations. She brings up things...

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Finding Confidence in Parenting

There are a lot of things I’m confident about. I’m confident that my 3-month-old hates sleep. I’m confident that my kitchen will remain a mess until the year 2050. I’m confident that I’ll never ever like sushi. And I’m confident that I will always choose the slowest line when checking out at the grocery store. These things I would bet my life own. But when it comes to deeper things . . . less concrete things . . . faith-based things . . . I’ve gotta be honest. Sometimes my confidence falters. It falters when I fail to trust...

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