tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627675246082637312024-03-13T21:05:22.206-05:00I'm Just Sayin'These are the thoughts of a woman who strives to represent Christ and be real. I won't promise to be perfect, but I will promise to be me!Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.comBlogger93125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-17384905736822102222020-05-10T13:11:00.001-05:002020-05-10T13:11:04.663-05:00Mother’s Day PainI see you.
Those of you who long to be mothers, are mothers, or were mothers with empty wombs and empty arms.
I see you.
Those of you who thought you would one day marry and have children, but are still single.
Those of you who thought you’d be pregnant by now, but the tests keep coming up negative.
Those of you who have been pregnant for weeks or months, but never made it full term.
Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-23123845613635069392020-04-11T07:58:00.001-05:002020-04-11T08:04:00.781-05:00In Silence, Stillness & Grief
I think about this day a lot. This day between Good Friday and Easter Sunday. This day that little to nothing is written about. This Sabbath day of silence and stillness and grief.
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I imagine the grief of the women on this day. The woman who knew he was coming first, carried the Savior in her womb, and raised him from infancy. The women who followed Jesus throughout His Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-11345022783343264962020-03-03T17:36:00.001-06:002020-03-03T17:36:14.641-06:00Have You Heard About...I don't know about you, but I love a good recommendation. I love to hear about a great new book, movie, restaurant, deal or product that I didn't know about before. I also like to share a good thing when I stumble upon one. So here are a few of my current book recommendations for grown-ups and kids!
"TOGETHER" by Kara-Kae James: My friend Kara-kae James has a new book out Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-74668937514928808922019-07-03T06:54:00.002-05:002019-07-03T06:54:31.606-05:00Whatcha reading?It may come as no surprise to learn that a woman who majored in English Lit loves to read. I read every day pretty much, even if just for a few minutes. My interest is pretty varied although I prefer fiction for the most part to entertain my brain and shut down all that pesky thinking before bed. I read a lot of hooks but rarely feel compelled to recommend any, however from time to time a Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-62541725069308178332019-06-06T11:09:00.000-05:002019-06-06T11:09:46.956-05:00Watch Your Tone!
“Watch your tone!” How many times did I hear these words from my mom growing up? I can’t tell you, but if I had dollar for every time, I’d be out shoe shopping right now. At Nordstrom. In the designer section. I’m just sayin’!
Now, I’m the mom, and while I have had to check my kids’ tone a few times already, I recently realized I am still on the receiving end of that phrase.Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-23923105154607246142018-04-22T17:35:00.001-05:002018-04-22T18:18:41.284-05:00Mom with ConfidenceIs it just me, or do any other moms out there feel like all of the choices and recommendations and guides make our lives harder rather than easier sometimes? I mean it started for me before my firstborn was out of the womb! I remember standing in Buy Buy Baby looking at the pacifier options and saying out loud, "Are you kidding me?"! There were so many different brands and styles and within each Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-29083113154266982592018-02-19T07:00:00.000-06:002018-02-19T07:00:57.212-06:00Good GriefGrief is a reality of life. Whether it's the loss of a loved one, a relationship ending, the death of a dream, or the end of a season of life, we are faced with grief over and over again. The sadness can be overwhelming; the weight of grief can feel suffocating. Grief can come and go in waves, so that just when you feel you've come out of it, some small thing can trigger your grief and sendJanay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-86179640182771659842018-02-08T07:00:00.000-06:002018-02-08T07:00:23.468-06:00He Delights in You! One of the things I know I can say to someone and have a good chance of being on the receiving end of a crazy face, is to tell them that the God of the universe delights in them. Yep. I say those words and as often as not, I can see the eyes in front of me glaze over as the person begins to wonder what other signs of insanity I may have been showing recently.
The fact of the Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-6672123149074101762017-01-31T07:00:00.000-06:002017-01-31T07:00:02.649-06:00Just a Little More Grace Last week, my husband came home just as I was putting each of my two children in the corner. Yes, we're old school and use "the corner". Time out is what happens when the quarterback can't get the ball hiked in time or when the team down by two points manages to steal the ball at half court with 2.8 seconds left on the clock. (If you don't know what I'm talking about, don't worry Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-10077660222526354902017-01-25T21:53:00.001-06:002017-01-25T21:54:32.249-06:00Your Father Has Big Shoulders
I want to take just a moment to talk to my faithful, believing, single sisters out there. Let's be real for just a moment. I know you love Jesus. I know you trust God and want His perfect will for your life. I know you are submitted to the Holy Spirit in your daily life. I see you serving in the church, faithfully attending worship and Bible study. I see you going on Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-85495264749658163702017-01-04T21:29:00.001-06:002017-01-04T21:29:45.284-06:00Looking for A New Thing In these first days of the new year, I have been meditating on and (slowly) memorizing the verse from Isaiah 43:19,
"See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland."
In its context, the verse is a promise to the Israelites who were in captivity in Babylon. God was letting them know Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-12252877492785891832016-09-13T13:25:00.001-05:002016-09-13T13:29:32.792-05:001st Day of ...ANYTHINGToday was my 3 year-old daughter's first day of preschool. Up until today, she's only gone to childcare for a couple of hours during church or Bible study, when I was just down the hall with the other grown ups, but this morning we walked up to her school with a lunch box and nap mat and the knowledge that mommy was leaving. She has been counting down the days to starting school with Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-58162099781899791082016-08-09T12:30:00.003-05:002016-08-09T12:33:00.574-05:00My Candidate It's impossible to ignore the presidential race right now. Between the news, Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, and the randomly overheard elevator conversations, I feel like I'm constantly subjected to a barrage of information on the two candidates. Every week there is a new poll, a new social media rant, and new mistake or offense. In the midst of a lot of information that Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-21088261585985725442016-07-07T16:08:00.000-05:002020-05-27T21:58:14.749-05:00Prayer of a Mother of a Black SonFather God,
As I write out this prayer, I'm sitting in my living room watching my 15 month-old boy play with puzzles and wondering how many of the people who see him today as sweet and cute, will someday fear him. This precious baby that loves Elmo and banging on toys like drums, may one day be viewed as a threat simply because he is tall and muscular and black. Lord, am I to pray for him Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-3270102477609796362016-06-29T20:21:00.000-05:002016-07-07T20:21:38.831-05:00The Summer Suck Okay, that title is flinch worthy, but I just couldn't think of a better way of describing the condition that hits me too often in the summer. There is something about summer in my adult years, that just throws me off my game in so many ways. Spring is all about fresh energy and reorganizing. Fall is that sweet season of football, fresh clothing options, and holiday anticipationJanay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-50150053503481745132016-05-18T20:44:00.000-05:002016-05-18T21:04:53.920-05:00Don't Be THAT Girl!Guilty! I'm guilty of doing it yet again. Every time I think I've recovered from that dreaded JABBIC disease, I find myself coming down with a fresh case of it. You know JABBIC disease right? Judge-A-Book-By-Its-Cover disease? You know, that tendency I (and maybe some of you) have to let someone's outfit or appearance guide me to a conclusion about their character? &Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-18684207105646252622016-05-07T17:15:00.002-05:002016-05-07T17:35:35.512-05:00My Mother's Day Mix I know. You thought you were going to get a really cool playlist to jam to this Mother's Day. I might try to come up with one after I write this, but we're not going to all agree on the same songs, so I might as well confess right away that this title is more about the mixed emotions I'm experiencing as I approach this Mother's Day and not my latest playlist on Amazon Music or iTunes.  Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-30256261447650620222016-04-21T16:14:00.000-05:002016-04-21T16:14:29.203-05:00The Artist Formerly Known as PrinceI remember it like it was yesterday. It was 1983, and I was 9 years old attending the birthday party of a school mate, whose name I can't remember. I can't remember much about the party except the moment when this song came on, and we all started dancing around in the way only silly 9 year-old girls can. I remember the song ended, and I ran over to the record player (you know Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-66379907844439620732016-04-08T13:00:00.001-05:002016-04-08T13:00:10.118-05:00#WifeStuff: Spring Clean Your Marriage I confess, the spring cleaning bug has grabbed a hold of me. I've already rearranged my kids dresser drawers and started reorganizing their closets. Next up: organizing the kid stuff in the garage and then I get to bust out my favorite gadget: the label maker. Yes, I'm one of those women who likes to organize and arrange. There is something about spring cleaning Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-88476484494920478412016-03-10T06:00:00.000-06:002016-03-10T21:22:21.142-06:00The Good Stuff of Life: Lessons From a Two-Year-OldLet's face it, being an adult is often not very fun. You've got jobs, bills, politics, disasters, relationship drama, family drama, work drama, and all the other drama floating through your brain at all times. It is easy to forget about the good stuff of life and forget find ways to celebrate and enjoy yourself each day. I'm as guilty of it as the next person, but I've recently Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-365493730168650302016-03-03T06:00:00.000-06:002016-03-03T06:00:13.227-06:00Don't Get It Twisted! This past weekend, I sat on my couch watching the news coverage of the presidential candidates, eager to hear any of them say something that would get me excited enough to slap their bumper sticker on my car and confidently fill in the circle on my ballot next to their name on Tuesday. I was hoping for a speech reminiscent of my favorite fictional president, Josiah Bartlett, from "The West Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-30943622893891231872016-02-25T06:00:00.000-06:002016-02-25T06:00:19.196-06:00#SingleGalSecrets: Slow Your RollAlthough I am a happily married woman, I have spent more of my adult life single than married and I have several friends still waiting for their man to get his act together and come find them, therefore, I'm always thinking about you single gals out there and ways that I can share some of the wisdom I gleaned in my single years and hopefully encourage you. I'm calling these things Single Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-29702090441286254972016-02-19T07:00:00.000-06:002016-02-19T07:56:41.856-06:00#WifeStuff: A Word on Getting the Last WordFirst, to the unmarried readers of my blog, please don't feel you need to skip over this post. I really believe that there is something in this for you too, and if you read this and disagree, take heart, next week's post is just for you!
I remember hearing from a pastor that single Christians have the great opportunity to work through many of their personal issues and areas of weakness Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-39657084433170908902016-02-04T09:16:00.001-06:002016-02-04T09:16:15.250-06:00How Instagram Made Me "Insta" JealousI'm not the jealous type. I don't sit around wishing I was someone else. I'm very happy being me. I don't mean that to sound arrogant, I'm just one of those people who is comfortable in her own skin. So imagine my surprise when I found myself becoming an envious person. And it all started with Instagram. I would say I'm a typical Instagram user. I follow mostly friends andJanay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1062767524608263731.post-66125189129455179492016-01-21T20:30:00.000-06:002016-01-21T20:30:13.096-06:00Stop Sleeping With the Enemy!I have discovered an uninvited guest in my bed in times past. No, I'm not talking about kids, pets, or the dreaded bed bugs. I'm talking about someone who likes to sneak in just as things quiet down and the lights go out, so he can whisper lies in my ear and undermine my confidence and faith at every turn. I'm talking about the enemy, the evil one, Satan.
I don't know about you, Janay McDonald Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09155089105262876679noreply@blogger.com0