I write for your kiddos. As a child, I went through the motions of visiting my father every other weekend. Even though my father loved me and my brother, the bling fell flat and lacked meaning. I wasn’t sure why. Life at home remained stable but colorless. When I was...
I write for you, momma. I remember the day well. We had three kiddos and a baby. In an I-was-here-first moment, my six-year-old son ran into the house and slammed the door on his younger brother. Not wanting to interrupt my nursing babe but also desiring justice, I...
I remember the day well. We had three kiddos and a baby. My six-year-old son just ran into the house and slammed the door on his younger brother. It was definitely an I-was-here-first moment. Not wanting to interrupt my nursing babe, but also desiring justice, I felt...
A dear friend of mine is from Norway, where her family owns a 500 year old homestead. The history of how the home was crafted gives me great pause. In anticipation of building a home that would survive great storms, my friend’s great, great, great grandfather...
The reason I have long, thick, wavy, brown hair to brush and beautify each day is because God gave me a little girl! The reason I have a friend to visit with while I fold laundry, clean the bathroom, and water the flowers is because God gave me a little girl! The...
“It was a bad bleed.” The doctor sitting in front of us was describing my 54 year old father, who had just suffered a stroke. “Because it was hours before they found him to get medical help, his prospect for surviving is 50-50. But, his ability to function, if he...
Hi, I’m Melinda Poling.
My mission is to encourage moms as they train young hearts to discern good from evil, with a deep-rooted love for God and others, and life skills to flesh it out.
I want to help you train your young image bearers to serve the King full tilt and in perfect rest with hearts that honor Him.
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