Love Like His
Posted first on FB in 2014–but worthy to repost here. Not because the words are eloquent but rather, because His love was–and still is–lavish. So blessed… *************************************************** A couple “pre-Valentine’s Day” days ago, Allie asked a simple request. “Momma, I want to paint your fingernails.”…
You Were Made For Me
On our Ian’s 21st birthday, I’ll share the poem I wrote for him when he was just a baby. We remain eternally grateful for his birth mom, my dear friend, Cindy — who made a selfless choice when she chose to give her unborn baby…
Growing Conversations with God
I realized recently how much my conversations with our daughter Allie have changed since she joined us almost seven years ago. Because she was only two, many of our “talks” consisted of her speaking a language we rarely fully understood, though I did my best…
Miracle in the Mess
This past Sunday, our family again made our annual trip to Boyd’s Christmas Tree farm to pick out a tree. It was a lovely day — sunny and just cool enough to warrant jackets and mittens (at least for me). We found our tree, and…
Simeon’s Song of Thanksgiving
Simeon took him in his arms and praised God (Luke 2:28). I don’t know why. For me, this is the season of tears. From Thanksgiving until the New Year, I cry easily. Over little things. A song on the radio. Seeing a poverty-stricken person. A commercial…
Remembering Our Golden Girl
Remembering our sweet Annabelle, whom we buried by the pond just several days ago — one year after her passing… I’d taken our sweet Annabelle to visit my friend and loving veterinarian Dr. Beth. She’d been acting unlike herself and was having difficulty going potty….
Celebrating My Children
(Reposted from several years ago — Though November is National Adoption Awareness Month, I celebrate being their mother EVERY day!) “He settles the barren woman in her home and makes her a happy mother of children.” (Psalm 113:9) Today my eldest child graduated from a…
Beautiful In His Time
Today was the day. The day when one knows summer’s over, and it’s time to prepare for the coming cold. The season of flowers has ended, and the time for falling leaves has arrived. So I rolled up my sleeves and stepped out into sunshine,…
Not Silent
(Bill and I recently saw the movie GOSNELL — The Trial of America’s Biggest Serial Killer. I wrote the following on May 13, 2013, when he was found guilty. I continue to desire to never stay silent when my voice can make a difference.) “I…
A Call to Beauty
Somehow she knew, that sweet Girl of mine. My heart has been heavy, with the sadness of our sick puppy and the loss of our one and a half month old calf, exactly one week ago today. We don’t know why he died, just found…