know god deeply. follow him furiously.
Women in our culture seem to thrive on busyness. Perhaps we wear it like a badge of honor, proud to be doing so many things and helping so many others. Or maybe it comes from a sense of guilt. We see other women scurrying around and involved in everything under the sun, so we thing we need to as well….
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September 5, 2014 Lord, I love this baby. I love the way he smiles from the inside out. I love his peach fuzz head, his squishy cheeks and chunky thighs. The way he is so ticklish that even changing his clothes produces hysterical laughter. I love how he looks like a cocoon of perfection when he is swaddled snug and…
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July 26, 2014 I look at him looking at me, and I know he knows me. I know him, too. I know how he likes to be held, and what times he needs a bottle. I rub his back as he gets drowsy, and watch his eyelids close. When he wakes up, he’ll want me to hold him. As I…
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July 19, 2014 You’re only one phone call away from feeling different than the day before. Jase’s bio mom called to check on him. All the fearful feelings came rushing back. She doesn’t know him. He doesn’t know her – hasn’t seen her in a solid month. The thought of handing him over to what feels like a stranger scares…
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May 5, 2014 Parenting a third child is doing the work of teaching me greater selflessness. Denying myself becomes necessary to keep everyone clean and fed and hugged. I’m working on being thankful for that. But right now, I just want a little time to myself. Jesus, help me approach and view and respond to my children the way you…
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April 23, 2015 I took Jase for a visitation with his bio mom yesterday. Leaving him there goes against my every instinct. There are two desires constantly waging war within me. On one side – wanting his bio family to drop out of the picture. Because if they get him back, I have no control. I can’t shelter, I can’t…
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