She contacts me on face book. She found a recording of his voice from a history project. She laughed and cried when she heard it. She wondered if I would like her to send it to me. I breathe deep. Another recording of his voice. Another piece. Yes. Yes, I would love another opportunity to hear his voice. To listen to my sweet, sweet son. I play the recording. The deep places of my mommy's heart ache. Oh how I miss him. He was so articulate. Always. His first word ex-ca-va- ... View Post
I Really Don’t Want to Write this Post Day #3 of Thankfulness
The day is beautiful. Picturesque. Warm. Colors spectacular. It is easy to step into Praise. To give thanks for all. But what about the hard times? Those days when you can hardly breathe. I really don't want to write about this. I don't want to be uncomfortable. How does the gratitude work when your son resides with the King of Kings? When you watched your mom struggle with every breath her last weeks on this earth. When your spouse is diagnosed with cancer. When the finances are so bad you can ... View Post
An Act of Obedience
It's been a while I wake to the heavy, raw feeling. My constant companion for so long. The weight pressing in. I haven't slept well. A needy dog. I feel tired. Worn. These days. Are the hardest. The pushing through. Imperative. Yet the strength it takes. The work. I close my eyes. I trust. I cry out to the LORD. It is only by his grace. It is by his power, that we move. His journey to the cross. My journey to glory. I will myself to begin the ... View Post
Fragmented to Repurposed
It's broken. This beautiful mug. It came in a package. From Germany. With love. A college room mate. A friend. Packed a box full of love. It made me laugh and cry. A hug from so far away. But one mug was broken. And it made me sad. Until. . . I held the fragments in my hands. Fragments. Fragmented. The way I feel. Most of the time. In pieces. Broken. Useless. Worthless. Spent. Fragmented. The pieces sat on the farm house ... View Post
The Farmette is Two!!!
The farmette is two today! Surprise text I received when Chelsea and my dear friend, who now resides with the King of Kings, came to visit. That was my house!! She surprised me with a visit! She turned one! And now she's two! Where does the time go? When I sent Chelsea the picture of the beautiful sunrise, this morning, which reminded me of Elijah's home going. . . She said, maybe he is saying Happy Birthday to Lilah. I think so. Happy 2nd Birthday Lilah ... View Post
Our Selfish Desires Begin to Wane, as Clearer His Will Becomes
There is a fountain filled with blood Drawn from Emmanuel’s veins; And sinners plunged beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains. Lose all their guilty stains, Lose all their guilty stains; And sinners plunged beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains. I sit at the piano. It's been so long. My fingers feel funny on the keys. The framed saying from a friend, now residing with the King of Kings, rests stately on the top of the piano. I think of her. The dying thief rejoiced to seeThat fountain in his day;And there have I, though vile as ... View Post
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