How Birth Control Destroys Respect for Life and for the Giver of Life

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We’ve probably all heard it before in one form or another: “Be responsible and use birth control–that’s how you respect your body, your family, and the rest of the world.” But is that attitude justified by an honest reading of what Scripture really has to say? Does birth control influence us to have a greater respect for life, or does it undermine a respect for life? Continue reading

A Dream I Hold Dear


In my last post, I talked about not letting your dreams die. Now, old dreams might change and have to be reinvented into new ones; but, the passion that fuels those dreams–both old and new–remains intact, and THAT is what we do not let go of. We simply redirect it into another conduit. Let me tell you about one of my dreams that has had to change, but which I refuse to give up on. Continue reading

Our “Acceptable” Abuse of a Woman’s Needs


I don’t know about you, but I’ve read over and over how important it is for a Christian woman to give her husband all the sex he needs so he won’t feel deprived and become interested in other women. We’re told to understand his natural need for intimacy, and to minister to his bodily needs just as we minister to his other needs. I agree with that, but I think it’s hugely one sided. Continue reading

“Breastfeeding God’s Way”

In Nancy Campbell’s article “Breastfeeding God’s Way,” she describes how nursing is what the Bible refers to as “the natural use” of the woman’s body. She also asserts that when we abandon the “womanly functions” of pregnancy, childbirth, and nursing, we unwittingly invite other perversions into our society, such as homosexuality. I think she is correct. Continue reading

Contraceptives and Their Impact on Society

Am I anti-birth control? Yes! How did I get this way? Did I grow up being taught from an early age that birth control is a sin? No. Do I go to a church that holds to this idea? No. Are all my friends against birth control, too? No. In my sphere of face-to-face acquaintances, I’m the only one who is “weird” enough to think this way; though I am familiar with several families who have the same mindset, through the internet. How I came to be anti-birth control will be addressed in future articles. Today’s focus is, how have contraceptives had an impact on society? Continue reading

What Does God Say about Having Children?

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Does the Bible talk about birth control? Absolutely! Later on, in another post, we’ll look at Genesis chapter 38, where birth control is specifically condemned. Do you think that God would leave us in the dark regarding such an important part of our lives? I’m so thankful that He hasn’t! For now, let’s take a brief look at some verses that tell us God’s viewpoint on having children. Because, if you’re a Christian, it’s God’s viewpoint that matters most, right? Continue reading

An Invaluable Connection

Mothers represent strength. The strength of a family, the strength of society, the strength of a nation. How so? Because without mothers, there would be no people. People make families, societies, and nations.

If we had terminated our fertility after our third was born (as we had planned to do), our fourth, fifth, and sixth children would  have never come into existence. Continue reading

And after the Storm, a Calm…

My Dear Diary article was a sincere outpouring of my frustrated heart. I have moments like those every so often, when I feel stressed out, tense, and depressed. Times when I think to myself, How do I get my children to actually WANT to keep the house clean and tidy–how do I get them to care enough, on their OWN, to pick things up around here without my having to remind them, or supervise them constantly? When will they start to APPRECIATE how nice it is to have an orderly atmosphere? When will this goal become theirs too, and not just mine? Continue reading

Dear Diary, Today I Lost It…

Blogging is kind of like writing in a diary–except it’s public and anybody can read it. And though normally, we don’t like people peeking at our secret journal entries, we actually hope that our blogging posts will get lots of attention. Isn’t that ironic? I think it’s because we want to be noticed, to be validated, and to feel important. And although revealing our weaknesses and struggles to those around us can sometimes backfire when they don’t respond how we think they should, blogging can be a “safer” way for us to share what’s on the inside. Continue reading

Adjusting to life with a newborn…again!


Our newest addition!

I’m so happy to be writing another article for this blog–finally! Itching to sit down and type something “profound” about my life that I can share with others (ha, ha), I’ve had to patiently wait until a rare quiet and free moment presented itself. A new baby in the house has really changed things, for the sixth time!

Amazingly, even though I’ve been through having to care for a newborn five times before, I still find myself stressing out about things: Continue reading

Dawn Breaks as a New Child is Born

” A woman, when she is in labor, has sorrow because her hour has come; but as soon as she has given birth to the child, she no longer remembers the anguish, for joy that a human being has been born into the world.”

John 16:21

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Just before the final stormy waves of contractions would deliver my baby to “shore,” the sky lightened, as night was transformed into day–a perfect picture reflecting my experience of childbirth. Continue reading

In the Middle of Trials, but Full of Good Cheer


“In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I [Jesus] have overcome the world.” John 16:33b


Just last night, we watched the movie Coat of Many Colors, depicting the childhood of Dolly Parton. Now, I am not a Dolly Parton fan, but I was moved and inspired by this film. The only thing I found disagreeable was the way little Dolly talked back to her parents, sometimes. (Another thing to be cautious about if you watch this with your family is a short scene near the end that includes brief kissing by the parents while in bed, with the wife in her nightgown, and the husband shirtless. I didn’t think it offensive, though.) However, on the whole, the message of the movie seemed to me to be right on. Continue reading

Superwoman Doesn’t Exist…


[I couldn’t find a picture of Superwoman that wasn’t inappropriate, so this poster will have to do.]

Recently, a couple of people have invited me to certain Christmas season events, and I have done my best to politely decline, reminding them that I am in my last weeks of pregnancy, and feel that I need to spend this time taking it easy and resting. They did not seem supportive of that approach. Instead, one person didn’t answer me back at all, not even with any sort of, “Oh, I hope you’re doing well, and you are able to get the rest you need,” etc.; and the other person couldn’t contain her disappointment, and did not say anything sympathetic to me, either. She even sounded incredulous that going to one of those events would really tire me out as much as I thought it would. I did not feel that they had any sense of compassion for me.

However, the purpose of this post is not to complain about those two people, but rather, to ruminate on the more general principle I believe is in play here: that of feminism (I don’t really know those people’s true reasons for why they responded the way they did, but I’m taking a guess that it may have something to do with a feminist-influenced attitude). Continue reading

“Do You Know What Causes That?”

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The Roldan Children, from a photo taken this Fall

These are our children, and yes, I DO know what caused them to be conceived!

Sometimes, when I tell people how many children we have (5), and they realize we are expecting another (#6), those words pop out of their mouth: “Do you know what causes that?” Now, doesn’t that seem a little rude? I never know how to respond, but the last time my husband was asked that question, he came back with, “Yes, I do, and I like it!” Well, I would never be brave enough to answer in that way! But he, apparently, has no sense of shame–ha, ha. Continue reading

The Pregnancy Fog

Dear Readers:

How patient you’ve been with me! It’s been about a month since I wrote my last article, and maybe you’ve been wondering what happened to me. Well, in addition to having moved into a new home, we will be welcoming a new baby! (still in the womb at this point) For the past month, I have been in the “pregnancy fog.” “What is that?” you might ask (though if you’ve been pregnant before, you probably know exactly what I mean). Continue reading

What Do You Want to BE When You Grow Up?

Is our identity in our work? Does our career define who we are? How many kindergarteners are hearing from their teachers, “What do you want to BE when you grow up? A policeman? A doctor? A veterinarian?” etc. Are our children being indoctrinated from an early age that their success and identity as a human being is wrapped up in a career? And how might this thinking have affected all the little girls? By the time they’re all grown up, how readily will they accept the God-given role of wife, mother, and homemaker? Continue reading

Treasuring God’s Design: The Woman’s Special Role

As I softly cradle my nursing baby, a deep feeling of contentment saturates my being. Her silky, fine hair; her fresh, milky skin; her tiny, exploring fingers… These are the nectar of life! I realize that this, in great part, is what God made me for: to nourish growing babies in my womb, to fearlessly birth them, to nurture them with warm milk and tender hands, and to cherish and delight in them as I raise them into adults who will serve Him, also. Continue reading

Why Can’t I Ever Drink My Coffee Hot?

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Over and over again, I’m frustrated by the same experience: hot coffee gone cold. Blah.

I make a fresh pot of (yes) cheap, Yuban coffee. I think it tastes pretty good, even if it isn’t stylish. Or, I’ll heat up a kettle of water and make myself an instant chai tea or cappucino. Delicious.

My plan is to slowly savor the rich flavor of my coffee, sipping on it while I do something relaxing. Wouldn’t that be nice?

But, no.

My drink gets cold before I ever get to the bottom of it.

Why? Because I have sudden baby diaper emergencies to deal with, or bloody noses which need to be wiped, or fist fights that have to be broken up. Did I mention toilets that won’t flush, mud tracked onto the carpet, and candy sticking to little hands?

Phew! I guess that steaming cup of delight will have to wait until later.

Though it can be annoying, I won’t let cold coffee destroy my day. Nope. There’s an important lesson here, which I am learning ever … so … sloooooowly: the important things in life can’t wait until later. It isn’t really possible to resist those pleading eyes and uplifted hands, anyway. Attending to my children’s needs, even things as mundane as potty training, shows my love for them in action. Coffee? It can wait.


My Changing Perception of Motherhood

When my oldest children were younger, I used to think, “All I have to do is wait until they’re past this little kid stage, and then I’ll be able to really live my life, without all these annoying distractions (diaper changing, nursing, messy feeding, toys scattered all over the house, crying, temper tantrums, waking up in the middle of the night, wetting the bed, staining clothes, making noise, running around, banging things, not knowing how to do anything useful … ).” Since then, my outlook has changed. Continue reading