Sometimes a mom book is as appealing as drinking plain vinegar. I know I fall short daily and need the wisdom they offer, but I can’t even keep the house clean. Reading a book with twelve reminders of what else I am not doing is too much some days.
I know, I know, mom books aim to be helpful and inspiring and to let you know you are not alone. When my mommy brain is calm or desperate, I’ve found mom books to be helpful. Feathers From My Nest came along at a time when I was neither calm nor desperate. It was like a long letter from a friend.
Beth Moore isn’t my in person friend (but Beth, if you you’d like to be, I’ll accept), but I’ve done a few of her Bible studies and listened to her on video. I’ve laughed with her and cried with her on those videos. And I’ve always wondered about her. She teaches scripture with gusto and enthusiasm and vaguely references hard things in her life but never specifically. I get it. When the eyes of Christian women across the nation are on you, you want the lessons to be about God’s word, not a coffee shop discussion of Beth’s life.
Beth raised two daughters (like me!) and a son (for 7 years). And unlike Beth’s other books, this one is personal. It isn’t a biography, but you feel like part of the Moore household since she says her whole family wrote the book together (and you wish you could come over for dinner).
Each chapter is a feather (or a memory) of raising her children. And nestled in the sometimes laugh-out-loud stories is a lesson that God taught them through it. For Pruning Princesses readers the chapter entitled “Magazines” about one her daughter’s struggles with eating is especially relevant.
When you finish the book, you will want to make Beth your friend on Facebook and your conviction to raise your kids with scripture and love will be strengthened.