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05/02/2026

Nobody told me that the “dream life” was going to look like my kitchen at 9am on a Tuesday.

Kids are loud. Coffee is reheated for the third time. There’s probably a sock in my creamer drawer. I don’t even question it anymore.

But you know what’s not happening? An alarm I dread. A boss I have to explain my kid’s fever to. A paycheck that tells me what my time is worth.

I used to think working from home meant I wasn’t doing enough. That if I wasn’t in an office I wasn’t “real.” But God didn’t call me to climb somebody else’s ladder. He called me to be right here. Present. Available. Building something that grows even on the days I choose pancakes and PJs over productivity.

Two years ago I said yes to something and it changed the whole rhythm of our home. I took a two year break from growing and that thing STILL paid me. Like a real full time income. Now I’m back and I want to lock arms with moms who are tired of choosing between providing and being present.

You don’t have to pick one.
If that makes something stir in you… drop “momboss” and let’s talk about what this could look like for YOUR family. 💜

I keep this one on repeat lately.And whe I was feeling at an all time absolute low with God I’d ask Him to show me his f...
05/02/2026

I keep this one on repeat lately.
And whe I was feeling at an all time absolute low with God I’d ask Him to show me his face.

And I think I expected (notice that word “expect”) some big, grand gesture and the sky parting… bc honestly, everything He has done in our life the last 2 years has been huge- that parting the sky and saying “hey bethany I’m here”, wouldn’t be a surprise me.

But last week, I was praying and reading this- and asked the Lord to open my eyes to see His face, instead of making demands… and later that day and ever since I’ve absolutely seen His presence in little mundane things I’d otherwise gloss over.
Within my kids actions, within my community, Jon and friendships.

The flaw was within me not noticing His presence, not the Lord not showing up. Because he ALWAYS shows up- it’s just a matter of the human heart and eyes noticing

04/29/2026

If you’ve been here for a while, you know our story hasn’t been polished or perfect….It’s been a series of quiet yeses. Hard yeses. Obedient yeses. After a surrender.

When we went celibate before our marriage, I didn’t do it because it was trendy. I did it because once you know what God asks of you, you can’t unknow it.

Obedience changes everything… even when no one’s clapping. Sometimes I wish I could hear God’s clap 😆😆😆

And now we’ve entered a new season of surrender.
One that’s asking for trust again, testing my faith for sure.
& reminding us that we don’t control the outcome, but God does.

A reminder that even in the hard seasons, where life seems crazy God is still at work melting what’s hardened & renewing what feels frozen.

Surrender doesn’t mean losing control…It means placing your control in the hands of the One who never fails.

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04/29/2026

I know that first line made you flinch. Good. b/c we’ll gasp at the word crackhead & then hand our 6 year old an iPad for two hours of peace & call it a normal Tuesday.

High dopamine screens activate the exact same reward pathways in a child’s brain as substances do in an addict’s. Same withdrawal. Same tolerance building. Same compulsive return to the source.

Same deterioration of the ability to tolerate anything that isn’t instant reward. I spent years in clinical settings studying addiction. The brain scans don’t lie. God designed your child’s brain to wire through boredom, struggle & real connection.

Every hour of unrestricted screen time works directly against that design. & the part that should scare you more than the screen itself is that it doesn’t matter if YOUR home is screen free. Your child is only as protected as the least restricted home in their friend group.

The devil doesn’t need a front door key. He just needs your kid’s best friend to have unlimited Roblox & parents who don’t see the problem. He doesn’t need your child to grow up chasing drugs. He just needs them unable to sit in silence long enough to hear God.

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04/28/2026

I almost didn’t share this because talking about it at all feels like giving the devil airtime he doesn’t deserve. But if someone had told me what I was going through had a name, it would’ve saved me a lot of confusion and honestly a lot of shame.

After one of the most holy, beautiful Easters of my life, after watching Jon get received into the Church, after everything we walked through to get there... I went completely flat. The fire was gone. I didn’t want to post about it, I didn’t want to talk about it, I barely wanted to show up. For nearly 3 weeks Jon had to drag me to Mass. And last week I was standing in the Communion line and I almost got out. The pull to step aside was so strong, and I just kept my eyes on the cross and kept walking forward.

I was stuck. Daily readings weren’t cutting it. Homilies weren’t cutting it. Doing the next indicated thing just felt impossible. And then I found out what I was experiencing has a name. It’s called Spiritual Aridity, and it turns out God is not absent in the dryness. He’s often doing His deepest work when He feels the most silent.

I wrote about what actually helped me start moving back toward God on the blog. The specific Scripture, what I changed, and what I’d encourage you to do if you’re in this season right now. Drop HOC and I’ll send you the blog post!

Ive been sharing on this on my Catholic IG in my stories, mostly b/c they expire and I get less feedback from ppl, and m...
04/28/2026

Ive been sharing on this on my Catholic IG in my stories, mostly b/c they expire and I get less feedback from ppl, and my "community" online that is also Christian is there... but I feel compelled to share here now, not knowing who else it might currently help, or possibly help in the future ❤

For nearly 3 weeks after Jon's baptism, he had to drag me to Mass. I know, lol....that's a wild thing to say out loud, especially when you share about obedience and faith online. But it's the truth. And Im a human being. We had one of the most holy, beautiful Easters of my life. Jon was received into the Church. Everything felt like.. idk.. like we were where I've wanted to be at a subconscious then conscious level for so long then I just... went flat. The fire was gone. I didn't want to post about it. I didn't want to talk about it. I barely wanted to show up. Which I know isn't required of me. LOL. But it's UNLIKE me. When Jesus moves in my life I desire to share and let my post fall onto the screens of those that choose to read it.

Last week I was standing in the Communion line and I almost got out.... The pull to step aside was so strong, and I just kept my eyes on the cross and kept walking forward. I have a frog in my throat even typing that. B/c it makes me sad, embarassed.. idk!

Ive been stuck. Daily readings weren't cutting it. Homilies weren't cutting it like they usually do....And then I found out what I was experiencing has a name.

It's called Spiritual Aridity and that God is not absent in the dryness. He's often doing His deepest work when He feels the most silent. But I also feel like the devil's using this to his advantage and it's hard to pin. I wrote about all of it on the blog where I don't have a character limitation... what it looks like for me, what has helped so far, the specific Scripture that pulled me through, and why I didn't share any of this in real time.
If you're in a dry season right now, ever have been....... you're definitely not alone cuz there's me.. And from the dms I've had from others there are a whole lot of people that go through it.

Drop HOC if you’d like the whole post! Sorry I’m limited on characters thro meta! And I couldn’t condense it ☺️

04/27/2026

Mannnnnnnn. Good Shepherd Sunday hit different this year…. We went to shepherd sheep instead of mass…

S**e. But coincidentally we have sheep in our neighborhood 😂😂

“the sheep hear his voice… he calls his own sheep by name and leads them.” I’m almost 13 years sober. 13 years, + in my sobriety I never really gave God the credit He deserved.. not bc I didn’t believe in Him, Ive always known God. I wasn’t one of those people who had to find him for the first time in recovery. I had an experience where I literally looked in the mirror one morning at 6:40am, & I appeared green… I was about to go pound a fifth just to stop the shakes before college classes (& I still pounded that fifth).. but as I was looking in the mirror, I had this intuition drop + I always say, prayer is talking to God, intuition is God talking to you.
it was so clear: “you’re gonna die. liver failure. and I’m here to help.. just ask.” And clarity isn’t something I experienced back then in my physically addicted haze, let alone recollect to tell.

I’d been praying for a YEAR for the Lord to help me stop. A whole year, I wanted a miracle, and that morning something changed.. within a week I asked my dad for help, one big drunk bender & less than a month later I was in rehab. By the grace of God, this july I will turn 13. 🤍 but here’s what made me 😭😭yesterday. ⬇️

Father said our wounds are our identity and should be celebrated. YOU GUYS… 👀 YOU GUYS!!!!!!. I have a whole master’s in addiction counseling. I have literally taught people that our wounds are NOT our identity& I sat there yesterday getting teary eyed hearing that they ARE.. and they should be CELEBRATED bc it’s so true…

With God, my wounds are healed through Him.. & how can I not celebrate that? How can I not rejoice + share in that?

The gateway to eternal life is always through Him, not over, not under, not around — THROUGH… & we don’t have to realize it at the time.. but once we recognize it we can’t go back.

A sentence that changed the course of my faith life was from a homily by Fr Ross.. something like “with greater knowledge comes greater responsibility

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