Five Minute Friday: Unexpected
After two homebirths and two healthy children, we figured that we knew the drill. Isaac would arrive and six weeks later we’d hop on a plane – an African adventure awaited us. Isaac, born at home, began to go down…
After two homebirths and two healthy children, we figured that we knew the drill. Isaac would arrive and six weeks later we’d hop on a plane – an African adventure awaited us. Isaac, born at home, began to go down…
I saw this on facebook and decided to share. I have no idea who to credit for it’s creation though. A Wordless Wednesday Post
Friday I wrote about beyond. Beyond death, heaven’s wonders beyond our human comprehension; then I shared that Grandma had went home to Glory. She’s with her precious Jesus and also reunited with Grandpa. This morning we buried her with a…
Me, Grandpa, Grandma, my brother and my sister ~ 2007 My grandmother died yesterday. We were close. She was like a second mother to me, which had it’s perks and it’s downfalls. <smile> I was incredibly blessed to have her…
The mis-matched seeds in the little red pot on the window sill come to life; drinking up their water, basking in the sun and lifting their heads upwards. Each time Chloe eats a piece of fruit, she carefully saves her…
Source Before I begin to share Isaac’s birth story I wanted to share this song with you. Just as Isaac has grown so much since his arrival in June, I too have grown as well. The Lord gave me this…
Mr. Versatal The children and I spend our days at the park, walking the trails and beautiful streets of our subdivision, or reading and living and loving in our comfortable home. But sometimes, when we venture into the city, our…
by ElvertBarnes Happy Easter Good Friday was good because it meant Hope truly could rise with the dawn. He is my Hope, is He yours? Ten Thousand Angels They bound the hands of Jesus in the garden where He prayed;…
Photo by Aelle This fall I was encompassed about by dark clouds. Thank you to those who took the time to comment or email me, sharing encouragement and personal stories. Sharing our stories brings depression out of the dark and…
I took a picture of this little plaque that hangs on our wall in the library, in memory of Isaiah; who was a good thing! You can read what I wrote on the back here. Five years ago today,…