February 28, 2014
Then I began writing and comparing. I told myself, You’re online to gather solid statistics and noteworthy New York Times articles to cite for this book. Research. That’s what you’re doing.
Sure, it began innocently enough. But, in a matter of nanoseconds my eyes were gazing on bedazzled websites and mesmerized by the words of an INCREDIBLE author…or an AMAZINGLY GIFTED blogger, or a ministry leader’s EPIC take on scripture that the Holy Spirit has never eluded to me.
The whispers in my head trailed quickly to my heart and their conversation began, What are you thinking? Women won’t want to read this book you’re writing. What mom wants to be thought of as “mean”? What woman besides YOU needs encouragement all the time?
But, it’s not the mean you think. Loving boundaries! That’s what I’m writing about. Encouragement for women is always needed.
Whatever. Still, there’s no way you’ll be able to convey your message like she does. By the way, that gal over there…her book is better than yours and that other gorgeous gal? Her blog is not only better—women read it. Which means God must love her more.
Have you girls ever been there? (more…)
February 8, 2014
Want to join the Mean Mom Facebook Group? If you haven’t been added yet, here’s your opportunity.
Just click HERE and I’ll make sure to add you.
LOTS of you gals have “Like”d this blog post. I’m not able to add you from there but I can from HERE.
I’ll be working this weekend at getting all you girls included. If you haven’t been added by Sunday night, make sure to click HERE.
(Sounding a little repetitive? Sorry, it’s the mom in me.)
Pass this along to your girlfriends. The fun begins on Monday.
February 6, 2014
If you saw my post yesterday on Facebook you know I was dancing in my sweat pants over here. “The Mean Mom’s Guide to Raising Great Kids” has been contracted.
How cool is that? For years, I’ve been thinking of putting together something fun and encouraging for all of us sweet moms who struggle at laying down boundaries with our adorable little angels.
I have talked to LOTS of parents who really could use a little inspiration for those times when it’s tough to be tough.
So, here’s the deal, I have ten weeks to write this book.
Thankfully, I have quite a bit written already- but just knowing this deadline is fast approaching is a little daunting. Okay, ALOT daunting. There’s no way I can do this without your help. No way.
Why? Because, in my humble mama-opinion, I’d much rather read a book that has LOADS of other mama’s sharing what works and what doesn’t for them. I don’t want to read a book where an author pines on and on about her ivy tower-education, perfect kids and how great she is at parenting.
That’s definitely not me – or my kids.
With that said, precious friends, I
am begging would LOVE your help.
I’m going to begin a private Facebook focus group this weekend. Over the next ten weeks you don’t need to do anything more than answer questions I may have from time to time. I’d love a team of moms willing to be my sounding board when I need confirmation that what I’m writing will resonate with other moms.
And, if you’re willing, I’ll be asking for quotes and even personal stories to include. How much or how little you participate is completely up to you.
Please share this blog post with your Facebook friends, Tweet it, Pin it, send homing pigeons, smoke signals and help me get the word out. God has blessed all of us with this opportunity and I want to use it for His glory.
Interested in joining The Mean Mom Team? Then comment below or “Like” my Facebook post here. (If you “Like” my post above I CAN’T always see who you are, so make sure to ALSO “LIKE” me here to be included.)
I’ll add you to the focus group by Sunday evening. I sure hope you come along for this ride!
From the birth of your child onward, you as a parent are a craftsman for God. – Bruce Wilkinson
February 4, 2014
There’s quite a bit going on in the Kraft household these days. Paul just finished his year of law school to satisfy the Tennessee Bar here. And, may I just add the praise report that we were able to do this without acquiring student loan debt? Um, yeah, that’s just huge. Praise God!
I recently submitted my book proposal to a pub house that seems pretty interested. I don’t want to speak ahead of what’s going on but let’s just say it looks really, really good.
In all this work, there’s been a silent or maybe it’s more like a nudge from the inside – I feel it. A pressure to move forward even when I want to quit. This book I have on my heart to write is a book for moms. It’s not the only book on my heart to write and to be completely transparent, it’s a book I believe God wants me to finish before I move on to a women’s Bible study I’m just itching to begin working on.
It would be easy to step over this project. After all, the literary world is telling me it’s a bad idea. “You’ll be labeled a parenting author. You’ll never be able to write anything else.”
Still, when peace eludes me, I know God desires a path that may not look normal to the Christian literary world. Which sometimes surprises me. Shouldn’t they be the ones refusing to listen to the perfect marketing plan, the perfect social media platform? You’d think.
I’d much rather make this life a Holy Spirit thrill ride. I want to walk on water with Jesus. He is my focus, my greatest desire.
It’s been an interesting journey. But, isn’t that how our God is? I was at a conference in San Francisco years ago when Priscilla Shirer said something I’ll never forget:
“The biggest mistake we make as Christians is expecting the Lord to move the next time the way He did the last time.”
Sometimes we have to act on faith even when the unexpected happens. Even when the world and sometimes the Christian world tell us differently. I have to stop waiting for the perfect literary agent, the perfect publishing house, the perfect behavior from my kids, from my husband, from my family. God allows imperfect opportunities to make perfect imperfect people. All the while, we walk in faith.
Faith means to act. To step off , to step out. Especially when circumstances shout for us to stop. But, to stop means my faith is an act. When I refuse to take a step of faith and wait until God responds in the way I want Him to then He is no longer God. I am.
Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. – Proverbs 3:5
January 27, 2014
Before our family moved from California to Tennessee I looked up their weather, a lot. You can’t imagine how many people warned me, “You’re going to hate the heat there. Ugh, humidity. I hear there are tornadoes and flooding. The winters are brutally cold.” Many of these same folks had never even stepped foot on Tennessee soil.
Still, I heeded their warnings. I wanted to be prepared for this new state. So, I read The Tennessean, their Nashville paper each night before going to bed. I watched for a whole year and tracked the difference between the mild weather in California and fluctuating seasons in Tennessee.
Nothing prepared me for being here. I’ve become an official card-carrying weather-junky. It’s been surprisingly one of my favorite things about our move. The weather here is unpredictable and that brings an element of excitement I’d never experienced before. Being from such a gentle Mediterranean climate pampered me without even knowing it. Here I witness God’s seasons in such incredible ways. Fall, of course, being my favorite. I like to tell people, “It’s like autumn on steroids.” Every season is like this here – BIGGER and so much more AWE inspiring. It’s truly incredible.
Paul and I spend so much time looking up at the sky and smiling at colors and cloud formations we’ve never seen before, or stepping outside when gusts and gales of wind break out for no reason. We’re like children with our arms open wide, laughing at the joy of being gently pushed by powerful blasts.
Summer thunderstorms are my absolute favorite and the humidity isn’t even close to the tortuous hell I’d been warned about. Tornadoes are as rare as a BIG earthquake hitting Sacramento. Seeing the mist on the Smokey Mountains took my breath away, while Spring here surprised me with flowers in fluorescent blues and greens and brought bright red cardinals I’d never seen before dancing from tree to tree.
I know these dear friends meant well with their warnings. Still, I’d spent so much time preparing for this weather, reading about this weather, thinking about this weather and yes, even fearing this weather, it never occurred to me it would be one of the greatest gifts God has given me here.
It reminds me of how, as Christians, we read the stories of the great saints before us; Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, David, Gideon and the likes, while comfy in our easy chairs, sipping our coffee in our spiritual weather of Mediterranean mediocrity, while wrongfully thinking, That kind of faith is much too scary. or Those adventures were for them, for those days. Or, I could never do that.
Friends, don’t miss out on the glorious adventure that beckons you today. Open the door wide and step out into the tempest. Those adventures we not only for them for then. Don’t allow others warnings to halt your forward steps. His story unfolds with each breath we take. Brave the gales and gusts and laugh at what a change in your “spiritual” atmosphere may bring. Maybe it’s time to take that step out into the unknown and change your scenery a bit? No matter where you step – He is already there.
“The LORD himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.” Deuteronomy 3:18