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The Sparrow’s Table — A space for honest faith, everyday motherhood, and grace-filled growth, one faithful step at a time.

🌹Rose
✝️Saved by grace
📖 Sola Scriptura
👰‍♀️W I F E
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I didn't expect it to turn out this way...Table Talk🌱There’s something sobering about walking through a season where sta...
01/13/2026

I didn't expect it to turn out this way...

Table Talk🌱

There’s something sobering about walking through a season where stability feels uncertain and your body reminds you that you’re human.

It stretches your faith in ways comfort never could.

J.C. Ryle wrote, “It is far worse to be without Christ.”
I keep coming back to that.

We may not have all the things we’d like right now but we are not without Him.
And somehow, that keeps our hearts steady when circumstances feel shaky.

Not because life is easy.
But because God is faithful in the middle of it.

I have a confession…🌿 Table TalkI really don’t like committing to long-term goals especially if it's something I don't p...
01/12/2026

I have a confession…

🌿 Table Talk

I really don’t like committing to long-term goals especially if it's something I don't prefer, like reading.
The New Year's resolution to read the whole Bible in a year...? I’ve never actually done that before. Maybe others aren’t as weak as me, or maybe I’m just not as disciplined. But what has helped me is keeping my eyes on the next right step. One step forward, two steps back but taking the next right step again and again eventually brings you to the finish line.

In this season aiming to be in the word daily is not a new year's resolution but making a practice of calling to mind the attributes of God to draw me near him in his word, to fellowship with my Lord, to taste again and see that he truly is good TODAY. The daily prayer of asking to be satisfied in His steadfast love every morning keeps me grounded in seeking the Lord. Whether in meditating on His word, listening to rich hymnals, listening to sermons, or leading my children's morning devotion, you and I need our daily bread.

Don’t get me wrong, having a plan to be in the Word is a good thing and greater discipline of grace. But if you’ve been where I’ve been, you know how real life can interrupt the best intentions.

I’ve tried setting my alarm for 5:30am since the kids usually wake up around 7. I’d sit down at 5:45, open my Bible… and then the baby would start crying. Or the oldest would wake up starving. Those moments felt so defeating because the goal was to read my Bible, and I felt like I had already failed before the day even started.

I can remember a season of my life when I could spend hours reading and meditating verse by verse, cross-referencing, digging for gold in Scripture. But after becoming a mom, especially a mom of young children, that rhythm changed. I still get good time in the Word sometimes, but it’s not as consistent or uninterrupted as it once was, and my time with the Lord simply looks different now.
Sometimes it’s during nap time.
Sometimes it’s a women’s Bible study with childcare.
Sometimes it’s working around my husband’s schedule.
Sometimes it’s reading after the kids finally go down.

In fact, as I’m writing this, both of my babies are napping. The house is quiet for a rare moment, and I actually really want to take a nap too but I’m choosing to sit with a theology book and my Bible, letting my mind and heart be shaped by who God is and what He says. It’s not a long uninterrupted study session, but it’s faithful. It’s the next right step. And I’m grateful for it.

A pastor once encouraged me to delight in every moment I get with the Lord, not measure it, not compare it, not pressure it but simply receive it as a gift. That counsel has freed me so much in this season. Whether it’s five quiet minutes or a longer stretch of study, the joy isn’t in how much I accomplish, it’s in who I get to be with.

So when it comes to New Year resolutions like reading the entire Bible in a year, don’t be dismayed if that feels overwhelming or unrealistic for your season. God gives daily grace and daily mercy to walk faithfully in what He’s placed before us, even if it’s only one right step at a time.

And sometimes, one faithful step is exactly what obedience looks like.

01/12/2026

The sweet little things he says...

My son I pray that you will grow to become a thoughtful, kind, and courageous young man who walks in fear of the Lord. Love you my little sprinkle 🩵

01/11/2026

Grace still welcomes willing hearts 🤍🌱✝️

In case you needed this encouragement this morning...Some Sundays are calm.Some Sundays are chaotic.But grace still welc...
01/11/2026

In case you needed this encouragement this morning...

Some Sundays are calm.
Some Sundays are chaotic.
But grace still welcomes willing hearts. 🤍

Praise the Lord we have an all-knowing God who sees the heart of man.

Let me be honest....Hi, I’m Rose 🤍I’m a wife, a mama, and an ordinary sister in Christ learning, slowly and imperfectly,...
01/10/2026

Let me be honest....

Hi, I’m Rose 🤍

I’m a wife, a mama, and an ordinary sister in Christ learning, slowly and imperfectly, how to steward my family, my home, and my heart in a way that honors the Lord. I’m not an expert, not a polished homemaker, and definitely not someone who has it all together. What steadies me isn’t my consistency or strength, it’s God’s faithfulness toward me, especially in seasons when I feel weak, unsure, or stretched thin.

I don’t see myself as a leader on the front lines, but I’m not standing on the sidelines either. I’m somewhere in the middle walking, learning, sometimes stumbling, and leaning daily on grace to stand back up again. My life isn’t Pinterest-worthy. My home isn’t highly curated or perfectly functioning. Some days feel full and hopeful; other days feel messy and unfinished. But this is where God meets me, and this is where growth happens.

I’ve learned that real growth doesn’t come from having it all figured out. It comes from dependence, from returning to the Lord again and again, trusting Him to shape what I cannot fix in myself. Even when progress feels slow, He remains steady.

My hope is that this space feels like sitting across the table from a sister, someone you can walk alongside, lean on, and be encouraged by. Not because I’ve arrived, but because I’m still learning how to rely on a faithful God in ordinary life. If my imperfect obedience and honest wrestling encourage you to keep going, then this space is serving its purpose.

You’re welcome here, just as you are. I’m glad you’re walking this road with me 🤍

01/10/2026

A little progress, a whole lot of grace.

♥️"But a woman is not a cassowary. Where God has given the gift of marriage, our firstfruits belong to our husbands, our...
01/09/2026

♥️
"But a woman is not a cassowary. Where God has given the gift of marriage, our firstfruits belong to our husbands, our children, and our homes, not to some other people in some other nest. Prioritizing your home life need not clash with leading an ambitious life."

To many, homemaking seems like a waste of a woman’s skills. But what if homemaking actually requires every ounce of her experience, intellect, and ambition?

Table Talk — The Sprinkles 🍨🍦🍧There came a point in my life when God gently showed me that He is my best portion.Not the...
01/09/2026

Table Talk — The Sprinkles 🍨🍦🍧

There came a point in my life when God gently showed me that He is my best portion.

Not the things He gives.
Not the seasons He allows.
Not even the people I love most.

Him.

When I think about it now, I picture God as the ice cream, the richest, fullest part of the gift.
Everything else in my life, my husband, my children, our home, our days are the sprinkles on top.

Sweet. Beautiful. Joy-filled.
But never the foundation.

That’s why I started calling my family my “sprinkles.”

My husband is my favorite sprinkle — the companion God graciously gave me for this life.

My firstborn is my little sprinkle — my introduction to motherhood.

My second is my rainbow sprinkle — born after two miscarriages, a reminder that God brings beauty after sorrow.

My daughter is my sweet sprinkle — my first girl and a gift I never knew I needed.

And our newest baby is my blessed sprinkle — a reminder that God continues to entrust us with life and mercy.

Each one carries a story of grace.
But none of them replace God as my portion.

When seasons are full, I give thanks.
When seasons are heavy, I remember where my true security rests.

Blessings are meant to be enjoyed, not leaned on to hold what only God can carry.
And somehow, when God remains the center, the sprinkles taste even sweeter.

Reflection Question:
What has God been teaching you about where your joy and security really come from in this season?

Teaching him the world is safe, one sibling at a time. 🤍
01/09/2026

Teaching him the world is safe, one sibling at a time. 🤍

01/08/2026

It has been an eventful week battling viruses, caring for 1 baby and 3 kids, pushing to complete the family project and ER visit but I wouldn't trade it for the world. Thank you all for praying I'm feeling so much better.

01/08/2026

Sometimes you just need to park outside of Costco and take a power nap.

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Wednesday 10am - 7pm
Thursday 10am - 7pm
Friday 10am - 7pm
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