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Because Crack Is Illegal: A 30-Day Devotional for Moms
Because Crack Is Illegal: A 30-Day Devotional for Moms
Because Crack Is Illegal: A 30-Day Devotional for Moms
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Because Crack Is Illegal: A 30-Day Devotional for Moms

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From the author of The Struggle Is Real: “One of the best devotionals for moms . . . a very real look at motherhood and what the Bible says about it all” (Fishbowl Family).
 
Because Crack Is Illegal takes a unique and witty approach to daily devotionals for mothers in every stage of life. For thirty days mothers are encouraged through personal, transparent, and comical stories of trials, as well as some bargaining and victory. Each day the reader is challenged to learn, grow, and laugh through reflection and daily application of scripture.
 
“It’s hilarious, full of rich truth, and it’s a 30 day devo. I don’t even typically like devotion books, but this one is so great. What more could you need? . . . For both new moms and seasoned moms . . . it’s for you.” —Happily Rooted
 
“As a mom, and as a Jesus girl, I just can’t tell you how much I enjoyed Raema’s fresh and transparent writing. Both of her short devotionals were such a breath of fresh, reassuring air in my life. They encouraged me to draw closer to Christ while assuring me that I am not alone in this crazy journey of motherhood.” —A Momma’s Joy
 
“It’s always refreshing when a writer (and especially a fellow mom) can be honest about the struggles of life. And with short (about two pages) entries and Bible references for each of the thirty days, Mauriello makes it easy to get your daily quiet time in. Winning all around.” —Christina Fowler Blog
LanguageEnglish
Release dateMar 21, 2017
ISBN9781683503767
Because Crack Is Illegal: A 30-Day Devotional for Moms

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    Because Crack Is Illegal - Raema Mauriello

    Introduction

    I’ve had a lot of transformative experiences in life but nothing comes close to being a mother; it has changed my life. I served in the Navy as a Journalist and as a Search and Rescue Swimmer, I’ve been married since 2003, I’ve been a stay-at-home mom since 2007, I’ve been in full time ministry for over 10 years doing everything from helping plant a church, leading the children’s ministry and speaking on a platform. I decided to enroll as a full-time college student just two months before my fourth child was born and I’ve also been a room mom at my kids’ school.

    It is definitely rewarding but it is not glamorous…at all. Kids cry, smell, say inappropriate things at inappropriate times, leave a mess, eat off of the floor, pick their noses, fight with each other, like to hide in clothes racks at the store which triggers a reaction in us that sounds something like a Velociraptor as we scream their names, like to run away from us in parking lots, draw a lot of unrequested comments from strangers in public, and did I mention that they cry?

    Through this journey I have had high highs and low lows. I struggled with depression after having children so I know the feeling of helplessness and purposelessness that we can sometimes feel. We don’t shower for days. We drop off our kids at school in our pajamas. We hide in a closet so we can eat candy without getting asked for a bite. We dream about going to the bathroom without interruption. We live off of coffee. We frequently wonder, will my kids need therapy? I know what it’s like to laugh when your child dumps clear nail polish on your couch, because that’s all you can do at that point. Being a mom is ridiculous sometimes so I wanted to write a 30-day devotional just for you! To make you laugh, to remind you that it’s going to be ok, that you are not alone and that this too shall pass.

    This book is for you, Mom, who spends endless moments in a carline, barely slept last night, isn’t sure if what she is doing is right, works outside of the home then comes home to her first job. The mom who is holding it down without support, has dreams in her heart that seem too far off, picks boogers out of her kids’ noses then wipes it on her pants, hasn’t eaten a warm meal in years, waits to go inside the house because her child fell asleep in the car, compares her parenting to parents on social media, is convinced they have lost their salvation, and the mom who just needs some chocolate and a nap! Whatever stage your kids are in, I dedicate this book to you.

    Grab a Bible and a journal to capture the things God wants to speak to you about as you walk through these next 30-days.

    (Jordan, Raema, Dominic, Asher, Brayden and Gabby)

    From my family…to yours!

    Raema Mauriello

    As I am looking at a jacket in the women’s department I turn around and to my horror Asher is holding a bra and says, Mom, do you like this shirt? You could get this one. Then to follow that up, Brayden is holding women’s underwear and says, how about some of these butt pants…you could get these ones.

    DAY 1

    God is still good

    life has a funny way of throwing the unexpected at you. You’re going through life feeling like you have it all together and then BAM!, your two toddler boys are holding up women’s underwear in a store and you are rendered completely speechless. I’m not speechless very often but when I am it’s a pretty profound moment in my life. This life we live can throw things our way that are not expected, but how we handle the unexpected is what really matters.

    In January of 2014, I woke up in a puddle of blood. Knowing this was not normal I called my doctor in a panic and I immediately went in for an ultra sound. My husband, Jordan, and I sat there in silence as the tech took pictures. In the past, every ultra sound I had was to see a baby, but this time the monitor was not facing me and the tech wasn’t making cute statements about a developing baby. The look on her face was serious and I knew something wasn’t right. Normally in moments like these I would try to make light of a tense situation and try to make people laugh…but this time I had nothing to say, much less something funny. We were moved into a room to wait for the doctor and all I could look at was the clock on the wall. I watched every second tick by and it felt like an eternity, but finally a doctor, who wasn’t my normal doctor, came in. She was holding the ultrasound pictures and her expression was serious. She said, You have a growth on your left ovary that is the size of a grapefruit. Your doctor is in surgery today and we are trying to get him over here to talk with you. Then she left the room.

    I am a pretty strong person. I can usually see the positive in hard situations, but in this moment I couldn’t look at Jordan because I knew I would lose it, and I hate crying. All kinds of thoughts started to rush through my brain. Was it cancer? Who is going to take care of my kids? Jordan can’t really cook; everyone is going to starve to death! And what happens if he gets re-married? I would have to come back from the dead and kill people. What will everybody do without ME??? On the fear scale, with one being a spider and ten being clowns, this was an eight. It was not one of my finest hours.

    The next day I had an appointment with my doctor and he reassured me that it was likely just a benign tumor but we needed to have it removed right away. I am a healthy person; I rarely get sick because, quite frankly, I don’t have time to get sick. I don’t get injured and I’ve never had surgery. This was all new territory for me. Apparently my ovaries did not get the memo that I did not give them permission to grow extra things and that I don’t have time for their crap! Did they decide to stage a coup because I wasn’t having any more babies?

    In this moment I had a choice: either I believed that God is still good, even now, or not. We prayed God would heal me and the growth would disappear, but that is not how He chose to heal me. Even still, He is in control and it says in Psalm 136:1, Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good. His love endures forever. This is what I chose to believe and this is what I will continue to believe. It doesn’t say anywhere that this life is going to be easy, but it says our God is good. When we choose to say this in the midst of the hard times, it takes the sting out of the situation. This took my focus off of the immensity of what lay before me and placed it on God and His enormity trumped this situation, hands down.

    When things happen in our lives that we never see coming we get to make the choice to praise Him anyway. He is the keeper of our lives and we need to remember that He sees all and knows all. Even when all hell breaks loose, He is good. Today, even if you are in the midst of a storm, choose to say, I trust you

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