New Heights Gym

New Heights Gym Reach New Heights with Mind, Body, & Soul Girls and Boys Gymnastics, Pole Vaulting, Tumbling, Strength and Speed Training

06/05/2026

They love our dance parties! I wish I could post more than 1 videos at a time

06/05/2026

I have to brag on these athletic kids that come to camp, notice how on a 40’x40’ spring floor with clusters of kids spread out all across the floor playing with dolls, iPads, trucks, etc while groups are playing football and baseball, throwing and catching balls, all while dodging all the obstacles and not stepping on any of the kids!!!! Pretty impressive!

Week 1 of NHG Celebrate Good Times Camp - this week we celebrated Valentines 🩷❤️and St Patrick’s!💚🍀Awesome First Week of...
06/05/2026

Week 1 of NHG Celebrate Good Times Camp - this week we celebrated Valentines 🩷❤️and St Patrick’s!💚🍀
Awesome First Week of Camp! Coaches and kids did great!
Our special Friday activity was movie day “Gnomeo and Juliette”! What a cute movie, and it fit our theme perfectly with gnomes from Ireland for St Patrick’s and a true Romeo and Juliette love for Valentines plus a very special surprise with FLAMINGOES!! Couldn’t pick a better movie!
Next week we Celebrate Mardi Gras! 💜💛💚

06/05/2026
We would like to wish our NHG Flamingoes a safe, successful, and flamazing travel to Orlando as they prepare to compete ...
06/05/2026

We would like to wish our NHG Flamingoes a safe, successful, and flamazing travel to Orlando as they prepare to compete for Nationals!! Show them who you are and what you got!! For some of you it is the last meet of the season, and for some it is the final competition of your life. So give it your all....no regrets!!! We are NHG Proud of all of you young ladies!! NHG Proud! NHG Strong! NHG Flamingoes!

We would like to wish all our NHG moms out there a very peaceful and blessed day! This day is for you!This year’s Mother...
05/10/2026

We would like to wish all our NHG moms out there a very peaceful and blessed day! This day is for you!

This year’s Mother’s Day hits a little different this year. There are feelings of excitement and thankfulness as we celebrate my mom, my niece Braelynn’s 1st Mother’s Day as a new mom, and our daughter Morgann’s 1st Mother-to-be Mother’s Day. These are such exciting and precious times!!! Then there is the tugging on the heart strings while my friend had to say Good Bye to her first born daughter on the day before Mother’s Day and another friend that lost her baby just days before being due. What a roller coaster of emotions this Mother’s Day! To all the moms out there, we appreciate all you do and pray you have a peaceful, blessed day no matter what season you are going through!!

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Mother’s Day is one of those days that can carry both incredible beauty and incredible heartbreak, sometimes all at once. For some, it is filled with sticky little hands, handmade cards, breakfast in bed that may or may not involve dangerously overcooked toast, flowers picked straight from the yard with the confidence of a child who truly believes dandelions belong in royal gardens, and the sweet, exhausting, beautiful chaos of being called “Mom” over and over again. It is laughter, hugs, and the kind of love that somehow manages to be both overwhelming and sacred.

But for others, Mother’s Day can feel painfully heavy. It can be the ache of longing to become a mother while prayers seem unanswered. It can be the grief of miscarriage, where a child was loved deeply, even if the world never got the chance to know them. It can be the heartbreak of children already in Heaven, of empty arms, of due dates that passed quietly, of nursery dreams that never unfolded the way you hoped. For some, it may mean strained relationships, prodigal children, loss, infertility, or missing their own mother with an ache so deep it catches them off guard in the simplest moments. This day is not one-size-fits-all and I think that is important to remember.

Because while the world often packages Mother’s Day into flowers, cards, and polished celebrations, real life is often much more complicated. Real life carries both celebration and sorrow. Real life holds women who are rejoicing and women who are simply trying to make it through the day. And the beautiful thing is that God sees every single part of that.

Scripture is full of women who understood deep longing, heartbreak, waiting, and sacrifice. Sarah knew what it was to wait for God’s promise long after it seemed humanly possible. Hannah wept bitterly before the Lord because her heart ached for a child. Rachel knew longing so deep it consumed her thoughts. Elizabeth endured years of barrenness before God moved in His perfect timing. Mary, the mother of Jesus, experienced both the miracle of motherhood and the unimaginable pain of watching her Son suffer. The Bible never pretends these journeys are always easy, neat, or painless, but it does show something extraordinary over and over again: God meets women in every chapter.

Not just in the fulfilled prayers. Not just in the celebrations. Not just in the moments when everything finally makes sense. He meets them in the waiting, in the grief, in the heartbreak, in the uncertainty, and in the tears.

Psalm 34:18 says, “The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.” Near. What a powerful word. Not distant. Not absent. Not unaware. Near. Near to the mother holding her baby. Near to the mother grieving one she never got to hold long enough. Near to the woman still praying for motherhood. Near to the woman carrying wounds no one else can see. Near to those grieving their mother. Near to the spiritual mothers, adoptive mothers, foster mothers, stepmothers, and every woman whose nurturing heart reflects the love of God.

So tomorrow, we celebrate mothers, but we also honor the women whose hearts may feel broken. We honor the women carrying invisible grief. We honor those with children in Heaven. We honor those waiting through infertility. We honor those walking difficult roads with their children. We honor those grieving mothers they have lost. We honor the women who love fiercely, even when their own hearts are breaking.

Because motherhood is far more than a simple title. It is sacrifice. It is strength. It is nurturing. It is endurance. It is heartbreak. It is fierce love. It is showing up over and over again, even when the road looks nothing like what you imagined.

And whether tomorrow feels joyful, painful, or like an exhausting mixture of both, know this: God sees you. El Roi, the God who sees, has never once lost sight of your heart. He sees every tear, every prayer, every longing, every wound, every memory, and every ounce of love you carry.

If tomorrow is filled with joy, praise God. If tomorrow hurts, He is still near. If tomorrow feels complicated, He is still faithful.

To the mothers, the grieving mothers, the waiting mothers, the spiritual mothers, the women with aching hearts, and the women who continue to love through both joy and sorrow, Happy Mother’s Day. You are seen. You are loved. And the same God who created life itself is holding your heart securely, even in the places that still ache.

Who needs a Friday prayer?!? What kind of week have you had? Just as many good things happening there are difficult and ...
05/09/2026

Who needs a Friday prayer?!? What kind of week have you had? Just as many good things happening there are difficult and heart wrenching things happening! Maybe this post could help, Farmer Girl has an amazing way of putting God into perspective!

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It’s Friday, and honestly, that feels like as good a time as any to make something meaningful out of the end of another week survived on caffeine, stubbornness, prayer, and whatever emotional support snack got us through. Life gets busy. Heavy. Chaotic. Sometimes it feels like we are all just trying to keep the wheels on while hoping nothing catches fire. But maybe Friday can become something more than just limping to the finish line. Maybe this can become a thing. A space for prayer requests. A space for praises. A weekly reminder that no matter how overwhelming life feels, no matter how impossible certain situations seem, and no matter how exhausted we are...we are not carrying any of it alone.

Because I think sometimes we forget what prayer actually is. Prayer is not about having perfect words. It is not about sounding eloquent or impressive. It is not some formal religious speech where we nervously hope we phrase things correctly enough for God to listen. We are literally talking to our Dad. The Creator of the universe. The One who spoke galaxies, oceans, mountains, and life itself into existence. The same God who holds the stars also leans in when His children cry. He is not distant. He is not annoyed. He is not too busy. He already knows every fear sitting heavy on your chest, every diagnosis you did not want to hear, every financial burden, every sleepless night, every heartbreak, every private prayer whispered through tears, and somehow...He still says, “Come to Me.”

That is powerful.

We are not tossing hopeful words into empty space. We are not making wishes. We are bringing our lives directly to our Father. A Father who listens. A Father who cares. A Father whose strength is not limited by medicine, distance, fear, or human understanding. Prayer does not always mean life instantly gets easier, because sometimes the storm still rages for a while. But prayer absolutely means we do not stand in that storm unsupported. It means peace can exist even in uncertainty. It means strength can come when ours is gone. It means hope can survive even when circumstances feel terrifying. And sometimes...it means miracles.

This week, my praise is something truly worth celebrating. My cousin underwent surgery to remove the areas affected by cancer and she is now home. There is something profoundly beautiful about getting to be home after the fear of cancer, the weight of surgery, and all the uncertainty that comes with both. Home means healing. Home means recovery. Home means prayers being carried through some incredibly hard places. It is one more powerful reminder that even in life’s scariest valleys, God is still present. He is still moving. He is still good. And for that, I am unbelievably grateful.

My prayer request this week is for Brianna and her family. Brianna was diagnosed with Guillain-Barré syndrome, a rare and serious autoimmune disorder where the body’s own immune system mistakenly attacks the peripheral nerves. This can cause rapidly progressing weakness, severe pain, numbness, and in some cases even paralysis. It can affect mobility, breathing, and the ability to do even basic daily tasks, often requiring hospitalization and significant medical support. It is frightening, overwhelming, and life-altering in ways most people cannot fully comprehend unless they have lived it.

So please pray for Brianna’s healing. Pray for her body to recover. Pray for strength in the unknown. Pray for wisdom for every doctor, nurse, and specialist involved in her care. Pray for peace that steadies her heart when fear threatens to overwhelm. Pray that her body responds well and that healing comes fully.

But also, please pray for her husband and kids, because illness does not only affect the one who is actually sick. When you are part of a farm family, life does not simply pause because tragedy hits. The animals still need cared for. The chores still need done. The land still demands work. Responsibilities do not disappear just because your heart is breaking. So while Brianna fights for her health, her family is carrying not only emotional exhaustion, but also the very real physical demands of running a farm without her.

That is an enormous weight.

So pray for endurance. Pray for provision. Pray for strength when their own feels depleted. Pray for moments of rest in the chaos. Pray that God fills every gap where human ability falls short.

This world can be incredibly heavy. Cancer is heavy. Autoimmune disease is heavy. Hospital rooms are heavy. Farm responsibilities do not become lighter simply because hearts become burdened. But this is exactly why prayer matters so much. Because we were never meant to carry heavy things without bringing them to the One strong enough to hold them.

So this Friday, let’s make this a thing. Drop your prayer requests. Drop your praises. Let’s celebrate victories together. Let’s carry burdens together. Let’s remind each other that we have direct access to our Father, and that prayer is not our last resort. It is one of our greatest weapons, greatest comforts, and greatest gifts.

Because sometimes one of the most powerful things we can do is simply bring each other before God...and trust that our Dad is listening.

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