Tag: faith

when the unexpected is good

Sometimes you wake up to see the sun rise and are met with darkness, clouds, a downpour of rain off in the distance.  Unexpected.  Sure, it’s not what I rubbed sleep out of my eyes to see, but the downpour left me… Read More

this is what I know

It’s a joy to be able to share my heart at No Hands But Ours every month. This post is special to me.  I don’t pretend to know everything about parenting or adoption, or parenting through adoption.  But there are some things… Read More

Earrings in Heaven {World Rare Disease Day 2017}

“Mom.  One day, when I have good skin all over me, I can have earrings, right?” *gulp* Because, truth is, unless there is a radical gene-altering cure found, EB is a part of who she is, and will be a part of… Read More

July Gifts {Day 3}

A gift in FAMILY, FAITH, FREEDOM.  Just one?  Ugh.  Too many that I love.  🙂 It’s hard to catch this boy being still… but I love this picture from a family worship time.  Pajamas, loud praise music, laughter, dancing.  All in the presence… Read More

fear of heights

My palms sweat, you know, when I am up high. If I even see a picture of someone sitting near the edge of a mountain top… my heart rate elevates, I have to breathe deeply and look away. When I was a… Read More

I don’t really know what’s going on, and I’m okay with that.

Those in the know know that I like knowing what’s going on. I like the details, I like the planning, I like the scheduling. Miss Julianne’s adoption process has thrown much of that tendency so far out the window, I can’t even… Read More

“what if”

I’m not normally a “what-if-er”.  I know the type because I have been the type. Over time I’ve realized that what-if-ing is just a BIG. FAT. WASTE. OF. TIME. And then, our adoption process began. And our home-building process began. AND we… Read More

Guest Post: November the 5th

For the first time ever, I’m posting something I haven’t written myself!  A friend of mine recently saw to completion one of the most heartbreakingly joyful years of her life… and when I read what she wrote about it, I knew it… Read More

a new heart

I have “always” been a Christian.  What I mean is this:  I grew up in a home that went to church on Sunday mornings, evenings, and even Wednesday nights.  I learned about God & his love for me from before I can… Read More