Monday, May 30, 2011
Creating Memories on Memorial Day
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
My burnt Offering
Saturday, May 14, 2011
May 14, 2011
I held Hannah Abigail in my arms on this day....a child delivered way too early....not quite ready for this world....she was ushered into the arms of Jesus before my arms could barely hold her.
When a Mom watches her daughter go through such trauma, it is heartbreaking to say the least....we are suppose to “fix” things.....this was unfixable for this mama....don’t know if I will ever understand the “whys” or the “how comes”.....but I do know one thing for sure.....my God is just....He is good....and I will praise His name above all names.......As long as there is a breath in me I will praise Him.....Of course I stay on my knees for Stacy & Adam and for a house full of “little reds” running here and there...at least that is the desire of my heart....and His word says: “Delight yourself in the Lord and he will give you the desires of your heart.” Ps 37:4....and I certainly DO delight in Him...He is my strength and my daily portion.
So this day I will remember as the day Jesus got to hold my Hannah before me...and I guess that is how it should be....who better to hold that sweet baby girl? So Jesus...hold her tight until I get there.....
Monday, May 9, 2011
2011 Mother's Day May 8
Friday, May 6, 2011
Happy Mother's Day
She is the best cook in town, and I learned everything from her....of course we fried most everything we ate, whether it needed it or not....and a dab of butter on everything that wasn't fried.....We would get a good spankin' when it was needed, went to church on Sundays and Wednesdays.....and learned it was better to give than to receive....We learned all about God and Jesus and I was baptised July 8, 1964 in the baptistry with the painted scene of the Jordan River as the backdrop...I learned how to sing alto in that little church....I went to church camp every summer....we swam in the creek....there was NO MIXED BATHING....at least that is what they would call it back then, when the boys and girls swam together....which we would have none of that nonsense....always separated....I learned how to get along with others....we didn't have a whole lot, but I thought we were rich as could be...always had clothes on my back and food in the belly.....gotta love that....