This past Sunday, a very generous compliment was afforded to me. “You were made to have babies.” Wow, I guess you could interpret that many different ways. And I chose it to say “You make having babies look easy.” 🙂 But how? If you ask my husband and he doesn’t…
Since Tessa Grace has arrived, the one question I’ve heard frequently is: Who does she look like? For our sweet T, I originally thought she looks like our almost two yr. old, Tarah. And Tarah is sooo much like her big sister, Taylor. But then over the days, I began…
Tessa had her first Sunday at church yesterday! I love the privilege of feeling well enough to have babies in the nursery the first Sunday after they are born. That experience is a legacy passed down from my Mom, who did the same for me. In the last nine…
On Wednesday afternoon, Samuel, the ever-thinking kindergartener, was staring out the patio door windows at the gorgeous snow falling. “Mommy, who makes the snow?” It was a rhetorical question. So I responded: “I don’t know, Buddy. Who makes the snow?” “God,” he says. Long pause. “Do you think that…
I love my babies. I really, really do. I love my children, but I really love my babies. But what we as women go through to have babies….THAT I don’t love so much. And then there are so many people in the world who just assume that the public…
Every once in awhile, a sermon illustration you hear really sticks with you. Yesterday’s sermon by Pastor Harrell outlined Barnabas and his continual lifestyle of encouragement. When Pastor arrived at the point of this particular illustration, after the first line, I whispered the outcome of the story in my…
Regret Free Parenting is a great handbook for any parent, regardless of their child’s age, one book that I just had to share with my readers. So many questions flow through our minds as parents as we attempt to rear our children for the reasons that really matter. Catherine says:…
Earlier this week, I waited too late to start homework with my kindergartener, Samuel. About the time I was calling him to come to me and begin working, he started crying about getting hurt while playing with his older sibling. Now I don’t think he was truly injured, mostly…
The raindrops have fallen most of the day and the tears running down my cheeks for my sweet friends have been no different. Coming in spurts at times, gushing at others…the weather of the day seemed to reflect my mood, the one where life doesn’t seem fair. And it is…
Let’s just be blunt and honest. (Like you expected anything less on this blog.) Lately I’ve taken a little sparring about being so involved in Bible study. So I’ve been thinking a lot about why I do what I do when it comes to reading and studying God’s Word. What…
This morning I had the privilege to share a prayer testimony of one of the many ways God has worked in our family’s life through prayer. Two years ago, about this time, I was pregnant with our sweet Tarah and my belly was growing each day. With that growth, and…
My third grader is working on cursive handwriting. And hates every minute of it. But for me, there is something so special about handwritten notes. I’m afraid handwritten notes are quickly becoming an indulgence of yesterdays. Have we forgotten the beauty of handwritten notes and letters? And I’m not talking…
