Can I just begin by telling you that I have one awesome husband who loves God, his family and lives like it? And with that, can I tell you that with all my duties, interests, God-given responsibilities and ummmm, laundry, sometimes…well, way too often, my husband gets placed on… the…
Very interesting study going on over at Karen Ehman’s place beginning TODAY! I am so pleased to take part in this study! I’ll be covering “10 Ways to Love on Families with Special Needs Children” on March 28, 2012. Every day of the study there are some FABULOUS ideas and…
Found myself talking to Monday this morning. Our conversation went something like: Good morning, Monday. How your punctuality is never good timing for me. Our family has been swamped with three kiddos in basketball for the last two months. Three practices a week; three games a weekend. Throw in a…
Five minutes of writing. No edits at the Gypsy Mama’s place. This week’s word: BRAVE. Here we go! The giant stood in the valley, day after day, taunting the Israelites. He asked for a man- one brave enough to fight him. Goliath was not only a Philistine; he was huge….
Today I write…not for you. But for me. I write because I love writing. I write because words are my release and my relaxation. I write because the world needs writers. I write because God gave me the gift to write. I write because I don’t need reasons or issues…
Ok, it wasn’t really a physical prison break of the Alcatraz magnitude. But hang with me for this “Matt in Malawi” story, I know you’ll love it. Upon watching the hours of video coverage my man brought back from Africa, my heart opened to his journey in an unexpected way. Throughout the…
So blessed to write for RooMag today! How does it begin? The gift of words. Phrases. Sentences. Language. You know…. whether the baby says “Mama” or “Dada” first. “Me wanna pay ball, Dada.” “Pease??” Who can resist? Click here to continue reading!
Five Minute Friday. The dare to write for 5 minutes flat without edits. Your heart on the screen in word form, no take-backs. This week’s word: Empty. And my thoughts. I don’t think my mother’s heart can ever imagine what it is like to watch your child die. To stand…
Have you ever wondered what it would be like if joy could bottled? I mean, really, carbonated like champagne? To the point of overflowing, popping the lid off with such power that it hits the ceiling. I’d sell it on the blog…with huge success, of course, and my husband could…
Ya’ll know I love to cook, right? Well, when I have time to plan and scheme it out. ;)I’ve been known to make a few decadent desserts and try my hand at new ideas. When you consider the number of people in our house, 8 or 9 all the time,…
Yesterday my man returned from his mission trip to Malawi. With many stories, tons of video coverage, and loads of photos, we spent most of the day yesterday and continue today sharing all he experienced. I’m on overload, he’s on overload, but you know what? Jesus is never on overload….
My husband arrived back home from a mission trip to Malawi yesterday. It’s an easy five minute friday word: ache. Yesterday before his flight landed, every fiber of my being ACHED for him. I missed him severely. Though I was ultra busy taking care of our family, I ached for…
