I was sitting in church listening to the Mother’s Day service that Sunday in 2006. I say ‘listening’ because I didn’t feel like part of the service. All of the festivities were swirling around me, making no sense. The tiny life of our first baby was within me, now and again fluttering to make its… Read More Even Moms Struggle On Mother’s Day
Tiny Daughter chatters with the “new girl. One Sunday, because of the weather, a visitor dropped in with her small daughter. Like magnets, Tiny Daughter and “new girl” found each other and stayed together all morning. I listen in as Tiny Daughter’s voice chirps out a phrase of friendship: “You can be my new sister!”… Read More From My Heart: Every Wall Has A Door
Three heads bend low over a first grade science book. Small Son and Tiny Daughter listen eagerly as I read simple facts about their bodies. Turn the page. I read about hair, then hands, fingers… fingerprints. Tell them that God made each person in the world to have a different pattern in their fingerprints. (Have… Read More Dear One Who Feels Like What You Do Doesn’t Matter…
I am cherished. I waited most of my life to feel it. And now I’m blessed with a man who cherishes me so deeply that I often cannot grasp it or even let it soak in. I don’t know how. I know I am cherished by the sweet nothings that slip into my ear at unexpected… Read More For Eternity Cherished (Five Minute Friday)
I lounge in a sunbeam on my living room floor, basking in the natural warmth and the rare pleasure of an after-lunch snooze. It’s my happy spot on a wintry afternoon. Another happy place is brimming with fun for Small Son and Tiny Daughter. From my place in the sun I can hear two little… Read More Stories of Grace: Motherhood and Hot Chocolate
