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February 18, 2010 | Mama Smith

a poem

Found on Molly Piper’s blog the other day. By Mr. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Resignation from The Seaside and the Fireside There is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there! There is no fireside, howsoe’er defended, But has one vacant chair! The air... Keep Reading...

February 10, 2010 | Mama Smith

our little minismith #3

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you... Keep Reading...

January 8, 2010 | Mama Smith

screeech...

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January 1, 2010 | Mama Smith

Ring Out Wild Bells

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light; The year is dying in the night; Ring out wild bells and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new. Ring happy bells across the snow; The year... Keep Reading...

December 11, 2009 | Mama Smith

disclaimer: i am not normally a fan

Typically, Christian skits really crawl under my skin. Kind of similar to the way hallmark cards, with an entire paragraph of someone else’s sentimental emotions typed onto some card stock with the only personalization being a handwritten signature underneath, do... Keep Reading...

December 8, 2009 | Mama Smith

the fight

We’re now into week #3 of various illnesses circulating through our house. Since Thanksgiving, someone has been sick consistently, with most of us on to round two by now. I actually broke down in tears this morning after Matthew left for... Keep Reading...

November 30, 2009 | Mama Smith

hello road, I am rubber...

...mind if I leave a few stinging hot tire tracks across your face?? I’m learning that when we put our “Yes” on the table, and say, “Okay God, I am tired of operating out of the Old Lies. I want to... Keep Reading...

November 25, 2009 | Mama Smith

gutsy women

I’ve been reading a compilation of the writings of Michal Ann Goll, who passed away last year. She was one of those women who Jesus set free from years of operating out of fear – fear of man, fear of... Keep Reading...

November 23, 2009 | Mama Smith

the healing process: parenting

One of the things Jesus helped us come to grips with this year was just how low we’d sunk into our victim mentality of parenting. We had a whirlwind romance, getting engaged 5 months after we’d officially met and had spent... Keep Reading...

November 20, 2009 | Mama Smith

the beginning of something new

For those of you long-time, loyal minismith readers and maybe even those who’ve joined in the recent months, you could all rally together and testify how wild this journey into motherhood has been for me. If you’ve forgotten, oh just... Keep Reading...

April 1, 2009 | Mama Smith

ring the bells

It was a pretty amazing 29th birthday yesterday. But it all started the night before when Matthew couldn’t contain his excitement and had to share with me a birthday gift he had bartered for and commissioned an artist friend of... Keep Reading...

July 7, 2008 | Papa Smith

Aslan and aslan.

Amy and I had a great second weekend in our new home. There are three things I remember most about our weekend. A great talk with Amy before the boys woke up on Sunday Morning Amy and I had one of the... Keep Reading...

May 19, 2008 | Mama Smith

snails pace

To put it ever so mildly – it has been a shit year. Not that there haven’t been sweet moments woven in to it, just on the whole, it has been a very difficult, very trying year for our family. Since... Keep Reading...

March 17, 2008 | Mama Smith

brush strokes

No my brain did not turn to mush after my fabulous girl’s weekend away, leaving me spacey, starry-eyed and unable to formulate a coherent sentence for a blog entry. Rather, change is in the air. The winds are stirring. Leaving... Keep Reading...

February 4, 2008 | Mama Smith

happy birthday to wee-why

Who arrived at 2pm a year ago. To a tentative threesome, having no clue just how much their world would be rocked by the little 8 pound bundle. With a mere 18 months after Brighton’s arrival , we were completely... Keep Reading...

October 25, 2007 | Mama Smith

partnership

One thing we prayed long and hard about during our transitional move to SC was the hope of finding deep, meaningful friendships. This is always a fear when one uproots and finds a new home three states away. We have... Keep Reading...

October 17, 2007 | Mama Smith

seasons

I’ve so missed writing and sharing the comings & goings here at the Smith homestead on a more regular basis, but some seasons simply necessitate “unplugging”, in many sorts. Writing, in itself, has always been a sweet retreat for me... Keep Reading...

September 27, 2007 | Mama Smith

apple cakes

This morning we baked apple cakes for our neighbors. From an onlookers perspective, this would have been considered a quaint, generous endeavor. Brighton and I would have been found picturesquely bustling about the kitchen, covered in flour and standing in... Keep Reading...

August 18, 2007 | Papa Smith

Friends will cost you something

Its true. You should not have friends if you wish to never be broken, bruised, battered, beleagered, or bitten. However, you will also miss out on things like this: The last couple of weeks have been rich with friends as... Keep Reading...

July 29, 2007 | Mama Smith

happy day levi

Happy Day. Brighton had this phrase stuck in his head after celebrating Marcy’s birthday a few months back. We sang Happy Birthday, which he had never partook in singing until that evening. The following weeks prompted many attempts at singing... Keep Reading...

July 5, 2007 | Mama Smith

the return

I’ve started and stopped this post over a dozen times. The right words and proper thought process just won’t come, so I figured it’s time to just dump over the box and let the the pieces fall where they may.... Keep Reading...

June 20, 2007 | Mama Smith

what do you do when...

...you find yourself in the following conversation… I emerged from the co-op dragging Brighton in one hand, a bag of groceries in the other, Levi strapped to my chest in the Bjorn, and the rest of the groceries strapped to my... Keep Reading...

May 19, 2007 | Papa Smith

We put the fun in disfunction

Thoughts from Papa Smith: I sat down to write a blog about something I’d learned just a moment ago, and now its gone. Learning something about yourself that’s not pretty is like getting a stack of cash and putting it... Keep Reading...

May 13, 2007 | Mama Smith

the culprit

Two tiny infected ear drums = One unconsolable babe between 11pm and 6am. Two hours of scattered sleep. Two very tired, cranky parents. No proposed sleeping-in for this mom today. Instead the morning held an emergency trip to the doctor... Keep Reading...

April 17, 2007 | Papa Smith

I remember forgetting that before

I’m incredibley forgettful. This morning I forgot to take our friend’s children to school – yes, it was an “off” morning. Amy’s sick and we only have a vague memory of what sleep is, but these are only small enhancements... Keep Reading...

March 27, 2007 | Papa Smith

In a million years

I never thought, in a million years, I’d be sitting here. Watching my boy bathe in the tub, find his way through toys that work together and those that don’t, getting frustrated along the way. Learning to gripe. Learning to... Keep Reading...

March 25, 2007 | Mama Smith

achingly tired

Brighton not wanting to miss out on this cool thing Levi was into lately, called swaddling. B: Hey, nice swaddling, dude. L: Yeh, nice new hairdo, man. Today I was reading through one of my favorite literary publications, a sweet outlook... Keep Reading...

March 17, 2007 | Mama Smith

personal day?

By the end of Thursday I was wondering if there was such thing as Sick Days for moms. Or Personal Days…or the standard two weeks vacation. Or something. Anything. If not, what about “skip town” days or “run out... Keep Reading...

March 12, 2007 | Mama Smith

the grass is always greener

“If only“s…they like to rule my life a better part of most days. Big ones. Small ones. It doesn’t matter. These little mind games really start to mess with you. If only…the sun would come out, the temperature would rise,... Keep Reading...

February 27, 2007 | Mama Smith

aroma

It has been a long, long, long, long day. And yes, it’s not even 6pm yet. I won’t go into details for the simple fact that my heart just doesn’t need to go there right now. 10 visits to... Keep Reading...

February 10, 2007 | Mama Smith

a father's love

What I didn’t realize last night is that Matthew had gone into Brighton’s room towards the end of my posting on the blog. He had picked up the raging B, sat him down and told him to look at his... Keep Reading...

February 9, 2007 | Mama Smith

one of those

Hard days and good days. There’s bound to be a hefty mix of both in the coming months. Today was one of the hard ones. Right now, Brighton is screaming – and I means screaming – in his crib. He... Keep Reading...

February 7, 2007 | Mama Smith

bye-bye baby

This morning I went in to get Brighton up, trying to maintain some sense of normalcy in his life…like seeing his mom without the baby every now and then, doing things she used to do, like getting him up in... Keep Reading...

January 24, 2007 | Mama Smith

i think he knows...

Something is definitely going on. Mom is definitely up to something that will involve less of me-time and more of something or someone else time. I do not approve. This has seemingly been Brighton’s general attitude (and his general facial... Keep Reading...

January 21, 2007 | Mama Smith

three down...

Despite our highest hopes and greatest attempts to keep our hands washed, water bottles refilled and the house wiped down constantly with Lysol, the Smith fort is fully under seige. Brighton’s snotty nose and cough is still hanging on for... Keep Reading...

January 13, 2007 | Papa Smith

Priceless Green Snot

Its sitting right there on my shirt, and in about forty minutes it will be less than impressive. It will have dried up, and become more like a chalky layer infused into the soft cotton of my favorite otsu t-shirt. It... Keep Reading...

January 8, 2007 | Mama Smith

two requests

We have, for some reason, been bombarded with phone solicitors which is extra annoying because I had put our phone number on the National Do Not Call Registry over a year ago. Ah well, what can you do. I’ve... Keep Reading...

I am Amy Smith

Amy Smith and Family including Matthew, Brighton, and Levi

I’m a mother of two minismiths, wife to Matthew, crazy-loved daughter of the King, and fervent believer in the healing power of bluegrass music.

We are once again beginning the journey to meet our sweet little minismith #3. Let the adoption laboring pangs begin!

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