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Jennifer Grassman

Recording Artist + Author + Mommy

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What A 3,000 Year Old Poem Has To Say About Trump, Clinton, & Modern Politics

As I read through the Pslams with the girls, I am often struck by how relevant they are to our modern political and cultural plight. This of course should not be surprising, since the human hand that penned them was inspired and directed by a divine author who has known us heart and soul since before the dawn of time.

Today I read Psalm 146. In this simple and short poem, the Psalmist – who likely lived roughly 3,000 years ago – shares many of the same concerns as us today. He mentions oppression and persecution, poverty, wrongful imprisonment, sickness and a need for healing, depression, immigration, bigotry, single mothers, and orphans.

Are these not the very issues facing our nation today? Continue reading “What A 3,000 Year Old Poem Has To Say About Trump, Clinton, & Modern Politics”

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Bible Reading With The Kids | Psalm 74: “Jesus Makes Purple Rainbows”

Any time I read the Bible to the girls, I paraphrase using words they’ll understand. My 3 year old interjects her own interesting ideas, which often reveal how she as a toddler comprehends the Bible. Here’s a transcript of the adorable hilarity that went down this afternoon: Continue reading “Bible Reading With The Kids | Psalm 74: “Jesus Makes Purple Rainbows””

Psalm 23: The Reading Aloud Mom Version

This is how Psalm 23 goes when you’re reading to a 3 year old, a 1 year old, and a 3 month old:
 
The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want,
If you get ketchup on my Bible I’ll be upset.

Continue reading “Psalm 23: The Reading Aloud Mom Version”

How Target & The Left Abandoned Abuse Victims & PTSD Sufferers

Unless you live in a very deep dark cave in Antarctica, you’ve heard about the controversial stance Target has taken in permitting anyone to use any bathroom they choose. They claim they only want legit transgender people allowed to use whichever bathroom they feel the strongest emotional connection with. However, practically speaking, unless the government starts certifying transgender people (kinda like the the way disabled people are granted handicapped placards, or 21+ folks are hand-stamped at concerts where boos are being sold), Target employees are just going to have to let every Tom, Dick (no pun intended), and Harry into their ladies’ room for fear of being smeared as transphobic or bigoted. Continue reading “How Target & The Left Abandoned Abuse Victims & PTSD Sufferers”

Caring For Baby Gwynevere with Texas Children’s Hospital

I’ve talked about this quite a bit on my Facebook page, but the last five weeks have been such a whirlwind that I haven’t sat down and tried to write anything more detailed about Tiny Gwynevere and her scary health issue.

It was Easter Sunday and we’d just gotten home from church. I was getting lunch ready and Jason was changing Gwyn out of her cute little Easter dress and into a cozy little onesy.

That’s when he saw it. Our beautiful, perfect, easygoing baby had a mass the size of a large marble in her neck. You could see it clearly when she turned her head, and it looked purplish. Continue reading “Caring For Baby Gwynevere with Texas Children’s Hospital”

Exercising & Getting Back In Shape After Pregnancy & C-Section

I’ve been working out with a personal trainer this past week. As someone who wears my stress in my neck and shoulders it’s been so helpful! Plus, having 3 babies in 4 years does some horrid things to your back, hips, and abs. Continue reading “Exercising & Getting Back In Shape After Pregnancy & C-Section”

Mommy Sleep vs. Newborn Baby, Poopy Diapers, & An Oral-B Electric Toothbrush

Guess who woke up at 4:00 AM bright eyed and bushy tailed? My one month old baby daughter, that’s who. Now, usually she wakes up to nurse at 12 AM, 3 AM, and 5 AM. This morning however, she awoke with big blue curious owl eyes, and refused to settle down again. I’m pretty sure if she could talk we’d have had a serious heart-to-heart. Something was definitely on the Little Birdie’s mind. Continue reading “Mommy Sleep vs. Newborn Baby, Poopy Diapers, & An Oral-B Electric Toothbrush”

A Conversation Between A Newborn & Her Mommy

“Mommy, please hold me,” the newborn said. “I have never been alone, and I don’t like it.”

“Oh darling,” Mommy said, “You’re never alone. Sometimes I have to set you down so I can take care of your big sisters, or make lunch, or take a shower, but Mommy is always nearby.”

“But Mommy,” the tiny baby insisted, “I need to hear your heartbeat. I’ve heard it all my whole life, and now I only hear it when you hold me very close.” Continue reading “A Conversation Between A Newborn & Her Mommy”

A Time Of Transition

I’m in the process of transitioning my identity. I know, I know, that sounds really extreme. But I can’t think how else to describe it.  Continue reading “A Time Of Transition”

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