If You Are a Mom…

by tklicka on May 13, 2018

In my 30 years of being a mother, what is the most important thing I’ve learned?

Never stop loving your children.

Their journeys may take them far away, but your love is what they will remember, no matter where they go. Pray over your little ones when they are sleeping, and with your big ones when they are hurting, scared, or confused. Your whispers in their ears that you will always be there for them can have the power to drown out the clamor of their busy worlds, and through all their seasons, your arms open wide will be the ones that draw them home. Press on, mom.

Your love is imperfect—laced with your humanity as you worry for them, give in to fear, or show it in clumsy ways. At times, you may experience their silence, their indifference, or even their rejection, if not because you love imperfectly, then perhaps because they love imperfectly too.

In the midst of their silence and your heartache, know this: your Father sees and hears every prayer, every word breathed out of love, and every gesture that says, “You before me.” From thousands of diaper changes, tears wiped, and messes cleaned up, to hours of lost sleep over listening to and serving your children, the fragrance of your countless offerings goes straight to the heart of God who always perfectly loves, both you and them. Press on, mom.

Keep pointing these precious gifts to the source of life—Jesus. Modeling your dependence on and joy in Him will speak louder than all the words you have to say. If they don’t see it now, they will one day, perhaps when they most need to. You want to be there when they do, but if He calls you home first, the memory of a mommy who loved Jesus with all her heart will continue to speak to the deepest parts of their heart and soul. Like God’s living Word, it will not return void.

And while they live and breathe, there is hope. Press on in the knowledge that He who holds every star in space, and every atom in place, holds the hearts and lives of your children. His indelible imprint is woven into the fiber of their being, and they are His. He is at work in them in ways that are stunningly beautiful to behold, and oh, so good. So, press on, mom. You are making an eternal difference.

We give thanks to God always for all of you, constantly mentioning you in our prayers, remembering before our God and Father your work of faith and labor of love and steadfastness of hope in our Lord Jesus Christ.
—1 Thessalonians 1:2-3



Stones of Remembrance

by tklicka on January 11, 2018

2018 is HERE! And I am celebrating God’s goodness to me in so many ways. This includes celebrating the near-completion of a long-standing special project! For over three years now, I’ve been wanting to build a patio out back. In the spring of 2015, I had saved up to purchase a few hundred concrete stones to form the patio, but I couldn’t afford to hire someone to build it. So three pallets of concrete pavers just sat in my driveway and I had no idea how long they would be there!

pile of patio stones.1
Then that winter of 2015, after saving up for it, I hired a guy to build me a very tiny deck to replace a rough set of stairs out back. My plan at that time was to continue the project and build a stone patio in the spring of 2016.

However, God had other plans. When my then-husband Peter – who had moved out, leaving me in March that year – found out I was planning to start work on the patio soon, he threatened that he would not provide the financial support he promised me he would if I spent one penny on the patio. He literally ordered me to “cease and desist” my plans. Even though the house was entirely mine, as I purchased it myself before we married and had paid for almost everything I had ever done in and to my home, he knew I now needed his financial support. Outmaneuvered, I dropped the idea of building a patio, and purposed in my heart to trust God and remember His goodness.

I tried to see those piles of stones in my driveway as stones of remembrance, for all the mercy and good gifts God had given me.

I admit, it’s been a very hard road the past two years. I gave up trying to understand God’s ways and instead, have tried to focus on His promises – He is unceasingly good toward His children and faithful in all His ways. I tried to see those piles of stones in my driveway as stones of remembrance, for all the mercy and good gifts He has given me, including seven beautiful children who I so deeply treasure and 25 years of marriage to Chris Klicka, a most remarkable, godly, and loving man, plus many miracles the Lord has demonstrated to me in His lovingkindness.

Then this winter God provided what I thought was impossible. After trying to get a quote last summer for constructing the patio and finding no one who would charge me less than three times what I could pay, God brought me someone who could build it at a price I could afford. However, I really didn’t know what to expect. At the price I was quoted, would I have to settle for a so-so job? As I watched the work taking place in November and December though, I marveled. What I had dreamed up and drawn on paper three years ago was now unfolding before my eyes.

finished patio.1Today, the last patio stone was put in place and the project is nearly completed. I couldn’t be more pleased or more thankful to my Father! There are even leftover materials which will enable me to extend the patio a little further this spring, just when my newly-planted bushes and trees start to bloom. . .I can’t wait!

“Oh, how abundant is Your goodness,
    which You have stored up for those who fear You
and worked for those who take refuge in You,
    in the sight of the children of mankind!”    -Psalm 31:19


starting the process

the work has begun

then the snow came

the first stones laid down

two thirds there

finished patio.3


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