Amy Leebrick

Parenting with Grace

Parenthood is challenging no matter what philosophy we believe or methods we follow. Raising naturally selfish and tantrum-throwing miniature humans to be caring and productive members of society is hard work and can sometimes seem overwhelming. And it’s usually these little people who bring out the worst in us and make us realize we stillContinue reading “Parenting with Grace”

Hard Questions

As a mom of three young boys, I answer probably 400+ questions a day if I include those ridiculous but completely understandable questions like, “Why don’t we eat dogs?” and “Why can’t I marry my cousin Rosie?” But then there are more serious questions. Whether it’s a stalling tactic or just a quiet time toContinue reading “Hard Questions”

Praying in Truth

Years ago Disney did a short film called “Lambert the Sheepish Lion.” It was a story that began when a stork mistakenly delivered a lion cub to a flock of sheep. The lion knew he looked different, and the other sheep made fun of him because he couldn’t do the same things they did. LambertContinue reading “Praying in Truth”

Rough Seasons

During rough seasons of life, as people get older, sickness sets in, energy runs out, people may think, “I’m done. My time has come and gone. It’s over.” I don’t know if my grandfather ever thought anything similar as his young, healthy body grew old and sick. He had given himself to service and ministry.Continue reading “Rough Seasons”

The Best Years

I know I’ll miss these times. The boys splashing in tide pools, stomping and yelling “sandstorm!” Soaring toy airplanes through the salty air making vrooming sounds and twirling. The energy. The excitement. It’s the best. But it’s also so challenging. When I’m walking in a busy area trying to hold three small hands, people smileContinue reading “The Best Years”

The Faith of a Mustard Seed

Testifying of God’s faithfulness God’s goodness changed my life. I grew up in a Christian family and knew about Jesus from an early age. I accepted Christ when I was 7 years old, but from there, I had doubts and questions. I couldn’t overcome thoughts about whether we were just making all this “God-stuff” upContinue reading “The Faith of a Mustard Seed”