Bloom Where You are Planted Hey there! I am Jami Amerine and today’s episode is brought to you by Jennifer Willerton: Independent Beauty Consultant. Follow this link to see all the AMAZING beauty and skin care products Jennifer offers and message her to learn about a special offer she has JUST FOR MY LISTENERS! You won’t believe what a great deal it is! Today we are talking all things, Bloom Where You are Planted Many of us can find ourselves …
My Kid Doesn’t Believe: Good News For a Worried Mamma’s Heart Hey there! I am Jami Amerine and today’s episode is brought to you by Jennifer Willerton: Independent Beauty Consultant. Follow this link to see all the AMAZING beauty and skin care products Jennifer offers and message her to learn about a special offer she has JUST FOR MY LISTENERS! You won’t believe what a great deal it is! Today we are talking all things, My Kid Doesn’t Believe… We …
Closed Doors, Open Windows: If God Were My Handy Man I Would’ve Fired Him Already I am not a huge fan of the saying, “God won’t close a door without opening a window.” I mean, it’s a lovely thought. That He, the God of all, is up on high organizing bigger and better things… with a Phillip’s Head screwdriver and a can of WD-40. If only. Yes, If only there was a mechanical explanation for why all the hinges on …
Dear Jesus, Don’t Answer Me, Not Just Yet…. Among the broken, distraught, and altogether rotten brats I must encounter each day, as their mother, I am the worst of these. I want what I want when I want it. That means now. I want my café mocha, “skinny, extra hot, with an extra shot, and yes I still want whip cream. And yes, I know that refutes the skinny.” Don’t mess with me you snarky Grad-School Barista with a lip ring… …
How to Believe God When Life Stinks Like a Poopy Diaper in a Hot Minivan The trouble with life is, it stinks. It stinks like a poopy diaper in a hot minivan. It stinks like a poopy diaper in a hot minivan, in July in a Walmart parking lot, with my keys locked inside, 5 crying kids, and $312.86 worth of groceries, spoiling in the summer sun. Standing outside the van I can see, even if I had my keys, …
