The morning sun inspired us to go for a stroll around the neighborhood. Little boy put on his airplane helmet, got on his bike, and off we ventured. I traveled by foot, enjoying the fresh air. He pedaled fast, other times slow, coming to a halt on occasion to chat or admire a treasure. Those flags on mailboxes that lift… Read More
With droopy eyes and body covered in the scent of motherhood, I sat on the floor praying the Lord would rain down relief. Over an hour of listening to him cough and whimper his way to sleep was not music to my mama ears. I had done everything I knew to ease his layers of discomfort, from a trip to… Read More
His face greets mine every morning with hair standing tall and tan blanket shielding eyes from bright morning light. I see the way he looks in my eyes, the way he looks to me for guidance and understanding. From sunrise to sunset he explores and plays, often running and jumping with enthusiasm lighting up his sweet face. He’s eager to… Read More
Little feet stomp through white fluff, grins smile big, giggles echo through crisp autumn air — and I remember these are the everyday miracles that aren’t so little after all. My heart whispers thanks to the Good Father who gives in a posture of love because He is crazy in love with His children.
It was early morning, all was calm, and little boy pitter-patter had yet to dance across the floors of our home. I walked down the stairs to the basement where my exercise space lives, turned on some background music, and stepped on the elliptical machine. My body warmed up with each stride and the silhouette of a new day coming to… Read More
Joy radiates through my son’s warm smile and his big brown eyes with a hint of green. There is only One who knows how many strands of brown hair frame his head. His body is growing bigger and taller with each passing moment. A flashlight is a great treasure to him; he giggles playing flashlight tag with his electrical-savvy daddy…. Read More