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I Did It by Myself!

Posted by on Jun 14, 2018 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Inspiration for the Journey | 0 comments

“I did it!!” My grandson exclaimed. He lifted big blue eyes to mine. They glowed with surprise and wonder at his new accomplishment. He leaned back on the wooden floor, and a huge smile lit his face. He shoved one leg straight in front of my face, his shoe inches from my nose. Maneuvering the correct shoe onto the right foot was a great achievement for a three-year-old, but an even bigger victory was the tug of war that didn’t happen. Because that cute, scary and downright irritating self-defiant streak of “I can do it by myself,” is like a military coup waiting to erupt. I confess, when my children were little, there were times I looked in the mirror and asked, “Who is the adult here?” Accomplishing tasks produces satisfaction and confidence. Learning independence is a valuable process....

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Mom, I’m Such a Sinner!

Posted by on May 4, 2018 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Inspiration for the Journey | 0 comments

The door opened with a bang against my front hall. “Mom!” Something was wrong. My heart revved like a racecar. I wiped wet hands against my apron and hurried to meet my daughter, home from third grade. Charity fell into my arms, a melted puddle of tears. “I’m such a s-i-n-n-e-r!” She wailed. Sobs ripped raw from her eight-year-old soul. “Oh, Moooooom, what am I going to do?” By then I’d imagined a number of worse case scenarios. “What happened, honey?” With forced calm, my arm wrapped around her. I led her to the couch where we sat down. The story came in bits and pieces, wrapped with an ugly ribbon of envy and jealousy. She’d created a powder keg fueled by childish comparison. “And, everyone likes her better cause she hurt her arm,” she said. Ah-ha. Ever since...

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Momma, Is Jesus Here?

Posted by on Apr 19, 2018 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Inspiration for the Journey | 1 comment

“Momma,” he called from the dark bedroom. “Is Jesus here?” “Yes, Justin.” “Ok, don’t worry Mom, we just can’t see Him,” he shouted from his bed. I plopped down on the sofa, letting Justin’s words reverberate in the frayed edges of my mind. What he so blithely acknowledged and accepted I needed in every part of my being. I needed to know that yes, Jesus was here. In the midst of my mommy chaos, between the sandwiched moments of calm, and at the core of my purpose, I longed for His presence. Oh, to rest like my four-year-old-son in the uncomplicated knowledge that Jesus is here, I just can’t see Him right now. I gazed about at the stray toys scattered around the room, a laundry basket with half-folded little shirts and pants, bits of food drying on the...

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When Pretty Does More Than It Ought

Posted by on Mar 19, 2018 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Inspiration for the Journey | 2 comments

“I’m so pretty!” my four-year-old daughter squealed. She patted the new pink ruffled skirt with pure joy and then twirled in front of a mirror. Blonde hair bounced golden curls, blue eyes sparkled, and rosy cheeks blushed. She turned expectantly for my approval. With every fiber of my being I agreed. She filled every syllable of a-dor-a-ble and I laughed with pleasure. Children love compliments. In fact, they are the first to give them…to themselves. My parents were careful about praise, fearful of where it might take me, and compliments were rare. I learned to appreciate their heart, but I longed for their approval. That struggle continued into my spiritual walk. I see myself in the picture of my daughter’s upturned face and hopeful eyes. While trusting in Christ’s grace I often find myself striving in an exhausting cycle...

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When a Child Worships

Posted by on Jan 25, 2018 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Inspiration for the Journey | 2 comments

My two-year-old grandson wiggles into his booster seat at the table. He knows the drill. His hands find each other and little fingers embrace into the posture of prayer. “Roman,” his daddy says, “let’s thank Jesus for the food.” Little eyes scrunch shut. His head bows. I close my eyes but peek with one eye to watch him. He slits open fluttering lids and casts his gaze around the room. My heart melts and my breath catches. The list begins. His hair so blonde it shines white, bobs at each pronunciation. Like the Creator in the garden, he affirms all of it good. “Thank you Jesus for food.” “Sfoon. Fowk.” “Cheese.” “Mommy and Dada.” “Octonauts.” “Table, chair, cup.” Those sweet attempts at thanksgiving are irresistible. I wish I could simply be thankful for all I see. How often in...

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Christmas Eyes

Posted by on Dec 25, 2017 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Inspiration for the Journey | 1 comment

“I am the good shepherd; the good shepherd lays down His life for the sheep,” Jesus said in John 10:11; (NASB). Sheep follow each other. Wanting to be one is crazy I thought as my son ran around the house singing his Sunday School song at the top of his lungs. The song baaaa-baaa-ed its wanna-be-sheep-desire. Rather than soft wool, a black cape flew from his shoulders. I sighed. I just want to follow Jesus, but I am such a sheep, I thought. Christmas lights sparkled from the big fir in the corner. It did not inspire peace on my earth, rather a disquiet stirred inside my stomach. Unbought gifts, cookies to bake, and activities to plan had me wound tight like the swirly ribbon sliding under my scissors. “Baaaa, baaaa, baaaa,” my little loud-mouthed sheep stopped his chaos...

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