A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
Last night as we sat around a table eating pizza as a family I looked at my oldest boy and felt the little nudge I’ve been feeling a lot lately. The nudge to make sure he is secure. He’s going through some minor changes. Not like the kind where pimpl…
I just got back from taking cookies to Ivan’s class at school for his birthday.
Six years ago this morning, I was very excitedly laboring to deliver an early Christmas present. Ivan was due on Christmas day, but chose wisely to come a little early f…
I listened closely to her soft voice as she related the changes that time and absence had made for her. She wasn’t complaining, just relating her plans for Thanksgiving, but I heard the hurt in her voice as she tried in vain to find something uplifting…
Maybe it’s the rain, maybe it’s stress, maybe I really don’t like being told it’s time to be thankful…right…NOW! I have a lot to be thankful for, but I’m a little weepy and stubborn today.
In reality I know why. It’s because I heard last night…
When I’m around Charles and James,
I am sure to hear tattles and blames,
Brother to brother,
They love one another,
But “raise Cain” when it comes to the dames.
We sang Amazing Grace in church last night. I felt that little nudge when we got to this line, “was blind but now I see.” The nudge that jerks me to attention and bids me to not just sing, but to focus. I thought I was I guess, but as I sang the word…
Last month we had visitors from Florida brighten our space.
This was one of my favorite parts:
It’s rainy and dreary outside and the boys were fighting about markers when I woke up.
Kris and I both woke up in the middle of the night because of a storm and didn’t sleep much all night.
He has an early meeting, I have to make lunches and g…
This morning in the quiet hours before the rest of my little world ventured out of bedroom doors I was able to read and pray without interruption for a while. It is never easy to leave the comfort of my quilts and curl up in the darkness of the living…
There once was a man named Brown,
Who was born with his nose upside down,
It was great in the pool,
He could swim like a fool,
In the shower was where the man drowned.