The Bright Eyed Brunette

 Hey friends! It's been a minute, so I thought it was time for a little catch-up. Life has been doing that thing where it sprints ahead while I'm still tying my shoes, so let's rewind and chat about what's been going on. I'm going to go back to the beginning of November. Makena and I made our annual trip to a fly-in at the Air Base and Cold War Museum in Blytheville. It is roughly two and a half hours from our house.  Makena is a natural at presenting her information about our museum's exhibit on the Stuttgart Army Airbase. We were thankful that the Civil Air Patrol let us take shade under the wings of their planes! It was a beautiful sunny day, and without the shade we would have been toast! We had a fun day :) There is nothing like the smell of jet fuel first thing in the morning! That day also happened to be the opening day of the modern gun deer hunting season, so both Carl and Trey were busy hunting (neither of them saw a buck and Trey was told not to shoot...

And just like that, October is over! As we say goodbye to October, I love looking back on the little moments that made the month memorable. This month was full of cozy weekends, family fun, and pumpkin-flavored everything!  Our little princess had the most magical time trick-or-treating on Halloween! Carlie brought her out early and we hung out here until the sun went down. She loved showing everyone how her dress lit up with the push of a button. It was precious.  Our blonde Snow White  Painting her pumpkin at school in her jammies  Baby #2 is growing perfectly💗 I love keeping the vibe festive around here! You may ask, "Beth, why a picture of a stack of pizzas?", and the answer is, because our Gospel Project kids raised close to $300 for the month of October for our missionary in the Philippines! They always seem to rise to the challenge put before them. Our missionary, Bro. Joshua buys rice and treats for his parishioners in need.  Our kiddos earned a pizza p...

 There's something about October that makes me crave a good spooky movie night. The air gets a little cooler, the days get shorter, and suddenly I'm digging through the blankets, lighting fall-scented candles, and asking the all-important question... What's your favorite scary movie? Now, I'll be honest--I'm not the bravest when it comes to horror. I'm more of a mildly spooky, slightly suspenseful, but still sleep-at-night kind of girl. Think Hocus Pocus, Halloweentown, The Addams Family, or Goosebumps--the kind of scary that's fun, not nightmare-inducing. But my family? Oh, they love the thrill! Every year, we make a list of our favorite Halloween movies and take turns picking one for movie night. Here are a few of our favorites: Family night pick: Hocus Pocus or Coraline-- fun for everyone! Classic night: Ghostbusters or Beetlejuice-- a little weird, a little funny, and totally nostalgic. Thrill night: For the braver ones-- maybe Scream, I Know What You Di...

 Happy Monday, friends! I am running behind on getting this post up. That has been my mantra lately.  We had a fantastic weekend here on the homestead. Harvest 2025 is complete, which means Carl is finished working on weekends (PTL!). My mom and dad hosted a Halloween party for our family. My sister and two of her three kids were with us. It was a lot of fun. I dressed up like a taco simply because I had it from last year's trunk or treat. Wrenley thought it was hilarious. She dressed up as a princess (imagine that!). She also loved that my brother-in-law, Tim, dressed up like a banana :) Trey came as a cowboy and brought Maggie, wearing her pretty red bandana. Elijah wore the unicorn costume; Ellie Kate was Alice from Alice in Wonderland, and Jamie (I didn't get her picture) was a pirate. We had punch, lots of sweets, and Pizza Hut Pizza. We also played games and decorated cookies. It rained, so we weren't able to carve our pumpkins (my dad didn't want a mess in his sh...

Mercy sounds beautiful when we're the ones receiving it. But when it's our turn to show mercy? That's when it gets real. Maybe it's someone who hurt you deeply and never apologized. Maybe it's that family member who tests your patience every holiday. Or maybe it's just the person who cut you off in traffic and maybe made you late. Mercy doesn't always come naturally--but it's exactly what Jesus asks of us. In Luke 6:36, He says, "Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful." That verse hit hard because it reminds us that mercy isn't about who deserves it--it's about reflecting God's heart. Showing mercy means choosing compassion over judgment. It's giving someone grace instead of payback. It's remembering that we've all needed second chances (and third and fourth ones too). Sometimes showing mercy looks like letting go of the need to have the last word. Sometimes it's forgiving someone who never even said "sorr...

There is a kind of ache that comes when God disciplines us; when He closes a door we were sure was meant for us, exposes something in us that needs fixing, or allows a hard season that humbles us. It's not easy. In fact, sometimes it feels unfair or confusing. If we take a closer look, we realize that His discipline is never just about punishment. It's about love. Hebrews 12:6 says, " For the Lord disciplines those He loves, and He punishes each one He accepts as His child."   That verse hits hard, doesn't it? It reminds us that being corrected by God isn't rejection, it's confirmation that we belong to Him. A parent doesn't discipline a stranger's child; they correct their own because they care about their growth and well-being. I can think of times when God's discipline looked like delay. I was frustrated, praying for things that didn't happen, only to later realize He was protecting me from something I couldn't see. Other times, it l...

"Lord, fix me because sometimes I'm the problem".  There are moments in life when it's easier to point fingers than to look in the mirror. We notice what others did wrong, how they hurt us, or how they made life harder. But if I'm being honest, sometimes the biggest problem in my life...is me. I don't like admitting that. It's uncomfortable to say, "Lord, I've got attitudes, habits, and patterns that are standing in the way of peace and growth." But the truth is, I don't just need God to fix situations; I need Him to fix me. It's humbling to realize that I can be short-tempered, unforgiving, stubborn, or even blind to the ways I hurt others. Sometimes my words cut deeper than I intended. Sometimes I hold grudges a little too long. And sometimes, instead of praying for God to change me , I pray for Him to change everyone else . But the Holy Spirit reminds me that real transformation begins with me. Psalm 139:23-24 says, "Search me...