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We Are Called By Name. . . Day #27 of Thankfulness

It is the day before Thanksgiving. There are preparations to make.  Much to do. Lists to make. Items to check off for completion. The house echos with memories of years gone by. Tables moved around making room for the guests who will descend on the farm. Chairs gathered from all parts of the house to be sure all have a space. Name tags will be made. Each person will have a place. Each name will be carefully placed with love.  It reminds me of my name, which is written on His hand.  Isaiah 49:16 See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands; your walls are ever ... View Post

How To Have an Authentic Thanksgiving When Your Life Has Been Turned Upside Down. . .Day #26 of Thankfulness

I will cook my Turkey this Thanksgiving without my mother, without my son, without the cutest white fur ball at my feet, hoping I will drop something; and without asking my dad for advice. I might call him just for tradition sake.  But the memory thief stormed his doors awhile ago. How do you continue to be Thankful when the pain runs deep and the ache so strong. Elijah will never come home. No matter how I stare at the bed and picture him playing on his ipad. . .No matter how much I try to make him there. He's not. And never will be again. Oh, God, how this hurts. I want to make it all go ... View Post

I almost missed it. . .Day #25 of Thankfulness

 I almost missed it. I almost walked away without seeing.   Something caught my eye; something made me look again. Someone had written love with leaves.  I would have missed it, because I was so focused on the grief. Because sometimes it takes all I have to breathe in, and out. I would have missed it if I had gone a day later. The bitter wind and snow falling. I would have missed it, if I hadn't have taken another look.   I am reminded of how much we are all in this together.  Love.   The love of a son, brother, cousin, friend, nephew, ... View Post

Just Because. . .Day #24 of Thankfulness

I want to tell you something. Come closer. Good. Look deep into their eyes; memorize the color, every hue that changes with their mood, the lines on their face, the tilt of their grin. The beauty mark on the lip, that caused shaving casualties. . .Memorize the full eyebrows singed many times by the fire. Bathe them in prayer. Run your hand through their thick red hair, or over their nicely shaven one in preparation for boot camp. Hold their hand and run your fingers over the growing, over the stretched skin, now rough from mans' work. . . just because. Remember. Don't ever forget. Listen ... View Post

When You Don’t Feel Like Being Thankful. . . Day #23 Of Thankfulness

At times being Thankful is so hard.  With all the grief and heartache, all the things that keep going wrong,  it's hard to find the breath to be thankful. Inside burns; my whole world seems so fractured.  Yet, I want to be thankful. I want to live the life God intended.  I Thessolonians 5:18 give thanks in all circumstances;  for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus. It is a decision to be Thankful. It is a lifetime spent seeking for that in which to be grateful; even in  adversity. Even when your world comes crashing down, and for a moment ... View Post

Oh, How He Loves Us. . . Day # 22 of Thankfulness

How can you be gone? I look at your picture, I want to see you so badly. I want to turn back time, change anything I can. I yearn for this to not be. I long to hear you call me mom. I walk into your room. I just stand there looking around. I remember your crib and then your big boy bed. I remember when Cedric needed to share the room and how angry you were. I think back to the time Caleb gave you your first Lacrosse stick. I want to hear how things are and chat.  You're my first born.  My boy, my Lijy. It's just so not fair.  My heart just can't take it ... View Post