Journeying Home Together
As mamas, sometimes we do things over and over and over, hoping for a certain result but never knowing if our efforts are making a difference at all. We have to wait and wait and wait, hoping beyond hope that the things we are praying and pouring over our children are sinking in and actually changing something. Day after day passes, and we continue in this marathon of parenting. We keep doing the
Prayer Focus: Gratitude and Thankfulness Central Scripture: “Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good.” (Psalm 136:1) Prayer: Gracious Father, You have given me so much from the generosity of Your hands. You have poured out blessing upon blessing, not because I have earned or deserve it, but because You love me and delight in doing so. You are a giving Father, and You are good. In every moment,
A video came across my newsfeed recently of an elephant calf being swept downstream while her herd was attempting to cross a river. She lost her footing and before anyone realized what was happening, the muddy water overtook her. You could barely see the top of her head poking above the stream as the waters rushed by. The current was too much for her; she would make slight progress toward
My little girl is sick, so we’re homebound today for the second day in a row. On days like this, I tend to crave something bigger – something to break the monotony – something to change things up and make life more interesting. I – and maybe you, too – have to remind myself of the countless beautiful gifts in every day. At the end of the day today, I
It had bothered her for years. The spot on the wall, a fist-sized crescent, the sole remaining reminder of a particularly bad episode of panic. When she closed her eyes, she remembered it well: the anger, the tears, the pain when her fist met the wall. At the base of the stairs, right by the front door, it sat in direct line of sight for anyone who entered. She had
On her birthday morning, I woke her up by singing “Happy birthday.” She stirred, ever so slightly, and then pushed the blanket down off of her face. Before her eyes even opened to the sunlight, a smile lit up her face. Gift #1. Birthday pancakes and singing. A crazy birthday card with cats singing to her. A present from her aunt and a promise to take care of it if
This is Ingrid. If you’ve been visiting me here for long at all, you’ve probably already seen her sweet face in other posts I’ve written about my mission experiences in Belize. Over the past two years, something about this sweet girl has struck a particularly strong chord in my heart, and she is – as I tell her every time I see her – my sweet girl. Since the first
