So, I’m gonna get a little Christian here. In the past few weeks I’ve felt a little off. Happy and thankful, but still a little off. Every morning it would cross my mind that I should probably read my Bible. We should probably plan to go to Church this weekend. Did I pray today?

I love doing the She Reads Truth plan. So much that we donated toward this!

Our lives are a little crazy – come on, who’s life isn’t these days? I’m really trying to focus and be intentional with my time, our money, and how I parent. So this week I decided that I’m going to make a clear goal – to read my Bible for 100 days. It’s day 4 and I already feel more at peace. Funny how that works.

Friday’s is when the SRT community shares their own writings on the study for the day.

Today is Joshua 1: 8-9.

Now, full and total honesty. I am NOT a Bible scholar, I don’t have a theology degree. The only Bible classes I took in college were of the “religion” type. I’m not super well-read, I don’t know how to pull in analogies to break down scripture. I’m ill-equipped in the truest sense. But, that’s not the point. It’s about learning. Moving forward from the point I’m at. You might be at a different point. Cool? Cool.

So. Here I go.


Old Testament style. Book of the Law. Heavy, no? A lot of people get ruffled when you bring up the Bible. It’s just a bunch of stories about things you should and shouldn’t do. The 10 Commandments is just a boring list of “no.” Sure. I get it. I’m a rule-follower. Blame my Type A personality. I like to color in the lines and obey traffic laws. I patiently wait in line for my turn because I know that I’ll eventually make my way to the front – because that’s how following the rules works. If you follow them, everyone gets a turn.

Meditate. Hm. Do my prayers still count if I’m constantly falling down rabbit holes about laundry and bills and work emails? Day AND Night? Hm. I will admit that some of my strongest prayers have come in the deepest of night. When Riley wakes up at 3am and is fighting his teeth. I’ll fumble down the stairs and into his room and hold him and pray. Sometimes out loud. Sometimes to myself. I’ll pray for him, over his room, for the safety of our home. When Kelly kisses me goodbye before leaving for work at all hours of the morning I’ll pray. Mostly for his safety as he’s driving into the early morning when the bars are letting out and the roads are unsafe. I’ll wake in the middle of the night when I hear the baby monitor crack and I’ll lay there counting my blessings. How thankful I am for this life.

To do according to all that is written in it. Big ask there. I can’t just pick the fluffy parts? You mean I have to be good to my neighbor and sell all my stuff and take care of the poor? I’ve been wrestling with that one lately. Stuff. How we have so much, and others have so little. I’m trying to be careful to do. I really am. I’m sort of a mess in my heart these days. I blame the books I’ve been reading…oh, the books. Reading makes you think. I’ll have to share my reading stack soon.


Commanded to be strong and courageous. Oh. Commanded. Like – that’s a serious order. None of this frightened and wishy-washy business. STRONG and COURAGEOUS. That’s boldness and confidence. That’s stepping out in faith knowing that no matter what you won’t fall because you’ve got a safety net. Still. It’s SO hard. Why is that the biggest hold back – the first step out? In my heart I’m all “yea, let’s do this – let’s live life fully and crazy and totally dedicated to passion” but my little Type A brain is going “excuse me, you’re doing what now? you have to think this through. weigh the pros and cons.” The never ending battle between head and heart will continue on. But I hope as I grow the heart voice gets louder and stronger and more courageous. Wherever I go. Wherever you go. I don’t think life’s pointless and random, but I do think we have to be intentional. We’re given unique situations and special opportunities to do life where we are. That’s been on my mind the past few days. Blooming where I’m planted. I’m in this moment of my life only once. I’ll never get to be in this season again. I need to be strong and courageous. I have to. Come on heart voice – speak up! I’m trying to hear you over my head.



Last year on this day we shared the news with our families that we were expecting a baby. We dreamed and talked about how exciting Christmas this year would be. A baby.

I feel like you get to be a kid all over again when you have a baby. You get to go though the milestones of life for a second time, both with your mature eyes, and with the innocence and wonder of a child. I’ve always LOVED Christmas, it’s my favorite. That, and smiling – smiling’s my favorite :) <–Name that movie

So I knew that having a baby this Christmas would make it totally different and wonderful in a fresh new way.

I was driving home from my last errand yesterday, when I started thinking about the Christmas story. How many times have we heard the story of the birth?

The Birth of Jesus

2 In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. 2 (This was the first census that took place while[a] Quirinius was governor of Syria.) 3 And everyone went to their own town to register.

4 So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. 5 He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child.6 While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, 7 and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them.

8 And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. 9 An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. 10 But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. 11 Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. 12 This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.”

13 Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,

14 “Glory to God in the highest heaven,
and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.”

15 When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.”

16 So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. 17 When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, 18 and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. 19 But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. 20 The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told. (Luke 2: 1-20)

You guys – I got tears in my eyes. How many times have I recited in my head:

6 While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, 7 and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them. (Luke 2: 6-7)

know what Mary did in the barn all those years ago. It was just her and Joseph, bringing that baby into the world.  A baby that would forever change history. A son that she would watch lay down his life.

Being a Mama now, and knowing what Mary did for me – and you, it brings tears to my eyes even now as I type.

I hope you have a wonderful day and that you might see the Christmas Story fresh too.


Merfman, Merfett & Merfbaby



Day 23 – Financial Hope

Today I’m trilled to be sharing a story of hope on My Life (His Mission). Head on over to Kerry’s blog and check it out, she’s sharing 31 Days of Hope.

AND there’s a giveaway!!! I’m SO excited to be blessing someone with Financial Peace University. The best part? It’s the online class so you can do it on Baby Time, in your own home.


Don’t you want to be WEIRD?!