Last week I took a risk and wrote about the hurt I've recently experienced regarding a friendship that's fizzled out (you can read the post here.) I can't thank you enough for the kind words and encouragement your poured out through your comments, texts and emails. Through each one, here's what I realized: I am not the only one who struggles with friendship. It's okay to grieve, but then I've gotta move on. I have some pretty amazing friends. Friendship is hard. Deep down we all Continue Reading
So In Everything….{A Lesson in Friendship}
For the past few months I have grieved the loss of a friendship that just seemed to abruptly end. It's been hard to trust God with the sudden outcome because it was a friendship that I truly believed was a direct answer to my prayers about this time last year. I've questioned everything I did - maybe I was too high maintenance last fall when our family was going through a really difficult season, maybe she doesn't want to be friends with someone who comes unraveled during her son's second Continue Reading
Grasping His Grace
I yearn to be the best mother I can be to Jackson. I want to teach him about Jesus and show him what it means to have a relationship with Him. I have a very strong-willed little boy and that can make a mama crazy. I'm constantly asking God to guide me on this parenting journey. When I came across a book about parenting with grace and lavishing your kids with the love of Jesus, it sounded like just the book I needed to read. But instead of being filled with hope, I was left discouraged. Don't Continue Reading
Bonded By Adoption
The pictures say it all. Words really aren't needed. You can just tell there's a special bond between these two. It surpasses biology and skin color. They were prayed for by their mamas long before we knew who they were. And after months of waiting and praying they were born one short month apart. They are forever bonded by adoption. And my prayer for these two crazies: That they will always know how much they were wanted. How much they are Continue Reading
A Different Prayer {Lessons from Psalm 139}
The other day as I filled out paperwork for another speech therapist, I was weary and worried. The clinic Jackson had been attending didn't have enough consistency. The long breaks between semesters and new therapists each session kept him from progressing like he needed to be. My heart hurt and I longed to hear the words MaMa (something he can say but rarely does). If I sit and dwell on Jackson's speech delays I find myself tumbling down a tunnel of doubt. Even when I know the Continue Reading