All posts by kelli@kellihuff.com

Finding the Light

Let’s just be real here for a sec. There is such a heaviness in our world, do you ever feel like you’re constantly having to dig yourself out of the pit? You’re not alone.

Here are some tools I use to help me break through to the light. 

• When I start to feel the darkness descend, I don’t push it away, I stop and assess the why. Is it worry over the pandemic? Is it sadness over the latest police shooting? Is it anxiety? Is it a fibro flare? Is it physical? Emotional? Spiritual? Is it politics? Is it a relational conflict? Knowing the why will help me learn how to move through it.

• I put my faith in Jesus and so for me the next step is prayer. I highly encourage you to give talking to Him a try. But if that’s not your thing, meditation or contemplative breathing is a wonderful way to center yourself.

Own any part of the heaviness that is in your control to improve. Take that nap. Don’t forget your meds. Have that conversation. Adjust your perspective. Take a walk. Take action. And trust that change is inevitable. Don’t let that scare you, it can be a good thing! The current situation will not remain the same always. Things do get better. Or at least different.

• Be a force for good. You can be the reason someone else smiles today!

What are some other ideas for finding light in the dark? Take a moment and use this as inspiration to think through what works for YOU!

“Let the inner movement of your heart always be to love one another, and never play the role of an actor wearing a mask. Despise evil and embrace everything that is good and virtuous.” Romans 12:9 TPT

Peace & hugs,
Kelli

Mom, Mama, Madre, Mum

I’ve been thinking about the idea of motherhood lately. The responsibility of it, the different stages of it, and what it means. Growing up when I’d hear the word mom I only thought of my mother. Now it’s my own job title. And what a privilege it’s been to have a front row seat to our kid’s development and growth. It’s also been exhausting and frustrating and awe-inspiring and challenging. I wonder if I’ve been a good example. If I’ve taught them the values that will help them in wise decision making. Are they healthy? Do they know how to do their own laundry? Cook? Do they have a crush on anyone? What are the qualities we’ve encouraged them to look for in a partner? Have we talked about that yet? Have we talked about alcohol and safe sex and how to be kind but don’t talk to strangers but help those in need and call if you’re in trouble and is the formula warm enough or too warm and are the off-brand diapers ok or does that mean I don’t care enough for my baby and what about music class and how are we going to pay for college and should we let him play tackle football (I hear about the head injuries) and can she go on that school trip without me (what if she gets scared) and the questions and the concerns just.keep.going. The types of questions and concerns shift over time, but they don’t go away. My mama still asks me to call her when I get home if I’m driving at night (y’all, I’m 44). She still wants to know if I’ve gotten enough rest and what my weekend plans are. When I was young I would just answer and keep going. Now, I ask her the same questions in return. Life really is a circle.

So yeah, that’s what happens in my mind when I think of the word “mom”. I imagine the response will be different for each of us. 

What comes to your mind when you think about your mom, mama, madre, mum, mami? Or when you think about being a mom? Or how you don’t want to be a mother and the way society may view you in that decision?

Many of us have wonderful relationships with our mothers. Others have strained or nonexistent relationships. Some of us when we think about being a mom the hopefulness of that brings sweet joy. For others it brings nothing but heartache and loss.

Maybe your mother figure is actually your aunt or grandmother. Maybe you have a mom and a step-mom. Or maybe you were primarily raised by a close friend. Maybe your upbringing was in foster care or you experienced adoption. Some of you may have walked through the adoption process to build your family.

No family is going to look just like another, in the same way that a mom is not a carbon copy of any other woman who goes by the same title. We each have to forge our own identity. We are not from where where we come, we are who we choose to be.

Have a nasty relationship with your mother? Choose to break that cycle and form relational bonds with your children. It may not be easy, but there’s a reason why “nothing worthwhile ever is” is a cliche.

Struggling with infertility? I understand the emotional devastation that brings, both of our babies are rainbow babies. Be honest with your family and friends about what is happening and be specific in how they can support you.

Single parent pulling the weight of two? God bless you! Take a deep breath when you find yourself reaching the breaking point, and reach out for help, instead. If you have family and friends you can rely on, great! You can also look for local organizations and churches to support you.

Happy with your life and don’t want children? Totally ok! If you like, you can explain to those around you why you’ve made that choice. Or don’t! It’s your life, your call. Please don’t allow anyone else’s opinion of you to lessen your’s of yourself.

Having a hard time with any of the above — or the million other things moms have hard times with? Don’t be afraid to seek out therapy. Some of my darkest times have taught me the most, but I may have missed those lessons if I didn’t have a trained councilor helping me walk through it.

It’s so important to understand the beauty and strength we each hold, as a mother, as a woman. The more we recognize the differences and uniquenesses in each of us — and value those — the more opportunity we have to lift one another up. There’s absolutely no reason for the term “mom shaming” to have ever existed. Remember, we have no idea what all is going on behind the screen of certain families and friends.* Let’s give each other the benefit of the doubt and just be kind. Be good humans to one another. Lift each other up.

One woman shining bright doesn’t diminish another’s light, it illuminates us all.

*If you suspect domestic violence or child abuse, please contact your local authorities and if you or someone you know is in danger, you can reach out to the National Domestic Violence Hotline at 1-800-799-7233 or https://www.thehotline.org/.

Haiti has my heart

Getting to serve with Mission of Hope: Haiti myself in 2014 was life changing. Getting to be on mission with my entire family a year later in this country that is so dear to me, was an answer to prayer. For the first time, our full family including these precious kids we sponsor, was together. God moved and we’ve all been changed. If you hear God asking you to do something big, I’m hear to encourage you to listen.

It takes a village

I haven’t see my kids since Friday. I won’t make you do math – that’s six days. I dropped them off at my in-laws and didn’t look back. I haven’t talked to them. I haven’t texted, face-timed, emailed or written a letter. I pick them up today and I imagine my son having grown another inch (it’s entirely possible, people) and my baby girl now writing in cursive (or something). Something will have changed in them that I have not been a part of. And that’s ok. We survived this week apart, we all did. In fact, we flourished. The kids built forts and jumped off high dives (just because I didn’t hear from them does not mean I didn’t get in-law updates!). I cleaned out closets, hung out with dear friends and got in three dates with my husband. I truly believe the kids need to learn to function without us (within reason) and just as importantly, we need to make sure we can function without them. Now, it’s not like we’re dropping them off in the wilderness with a flashlight and a can of tuna. They’re at my in-laws where they are lavished with love and spoiled rotten. And they need that, too. They need to know  there are many, many people for them. That Team Huff is bigger than just the four of us. And we’re so blessed because we have family nearby that can support us like this. My parents are just three towns over and the in-laws are just a couple hours away. Y’all, Chad and I started sneaking in weekends away when the kids were infants. As they’ve gotten older the number of days have been able to increase. And it’s such a gift. For all of us! I can talk about the kids needing their grandparents, but y’all, the grandparents soak. it. up. And we get to practice empty-nesting. Because college is just a few short years away. And I want to send out well-loved, confident, independent children into this world.

For those of you living far from family, I get this is a challenge. But I encourage you to engage your community around you, find good friends that can give you and your kids the chance to have independent experiences. Heck, work out a trade and return the favor! And all my single people, one of the greatest gifts you can give your married with kids friends is time. Offer to watch the kiddos for an evening or a weekend and don’t take no for an answer. I think someone once said that it takes a village.

Now excuse me while I stare at the clock, counting down the minutes until I see my beauties again. I think they still look like this.

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Serve

Over the years Chad and I have served in various ways. Served. It’s such a strong and vague word. We’ve served one another. It’s why we say vows because you don’t always feel like it. We’ve taken care of each other when we’re sick, and cooked and cleaned and ran errands and moved and loved and just served each other. You know what it’s like. We’ve served our family and friends. We’ve babysat others’ kids and are listed emergency contacts. We’ve set up care calendars and taken chocolate – or beer – to friends after break ups and lay offs. We’ve sat in hospital rooms. We’ve cried and laughed and served others. We’ve served non-profits with our time, energy and efforts. We’re parents so that’s a lifetime of servitude. We’ve served our church. We each have gifts and abilities and we’ve been generous in sharing those and supporting one another in those endeavors. But you know what? We haven’t ever served our church together. We’ve served together. We’ve worked at events together. But it wasn’t until this year we committed to serving at our church together. We stand at the main doors to our auditorium and we pass out programs. We say hi. We smile. We answer questions when we can. It takes very little time and effort, but it’s important. We look over at one another, our eyes meet, and we know we’re in this together.

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We’re loving it! And what’s crazy, is that we get so many comments from folks noticing our togetherness. Is it so rare? I hope not. But again, it’s taken us 13 years to figure it out. So here’s my encouragement to you. Find something you and the main person in your life can do in service together. That’s it. But if my word’s not good enough for you, check out this message series on the impact serving can have, not on those you’re serving, but on yourself.

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