Making Each Day a Bit Brighter
As soon as I hit the driveway, I ran for our bedroom, shut the door and tried to reach my husband to get the skinny. However, as an E.R. physician, he is not always reachable. He did not answer and therefore, the next several hours were exhausting. I had a come to Jesus meeting.
ME. JESUS. FACE GLUED TO CARPET KINDA MEETING.
Kids. If there is one thing I would like to tell God is off-limits, it would be “Don’t touch my kids!” Seriously. You can wreck me. You can toss me around in the fire. But Lord. Oh please. Be gracious with my children.
I wanted to share about my adoption journey, as written by my church @AustinStone. I want others to know that inwardly it was a struggle for me to listen and obey. I fought adoption for several months while my husband patiently waited and prayed. I thought I was too old. I thought I was too… Continue reading
Frustration. I could feel it mounting. Like coffee percolating getting ready to boil.
my story continued….The power remained off for two weeks, which seemed like an eternity at the time. Bored kids. Tired mama. In the meantime, the insurance appraiser stopped by. I had extremely high expectations as rumors were flying of checks being written smack dab in people’s driveways. There appeared to be an insurgence of immediacy… Continue reading
There is a certain calmness that comes before a storm. Everyone watches in wait. Eyes are glued to the clouds looming overhead.