I am caught between two worlds. The earthly and the eternal. Oh how my heart longs for heaven. This world is filled with too much sorrow, pain and hardship. I feel like Paul when he wrote: For I am hard-pressed between the two having a desire to depart and be with Christ, which is far better, Nevertheless to remain in …
Monday September 28th, a day like many days in our family, filled with the craziness of having three boys under the age of three, work and home life , and trying to do it unto the Lord. As God would have it, the computers at Patricks work went down, causing him to come home early from work, which in turn …
Every family has its own strengths, weaknesses, things it considers important and things that are on the back burner. For example, mopping the floor every 2 weeks may be absolutely disgusting for some people to imagine but for us in this season, it’s working for us. Eating a bunch of snacky type food for lunch may not seem like a …
Towards the end of the pregnancy we got the great news that because he was measuring good in the ultrasounds that he was going to be allowed to come on his own since he was thriving in the womb. We were so excited! Such a big answer to prayer! We began praying that he would make it to 40 weeks …
I wanted to write the story of our little one’s arrival and the journey to get there, because I want to remember all that God did and I want to proclaim His faithfulness! I’m going to try and make it short and sweet, as usual. On my birthday we were delighted to find out at 15 weeks that we were …
Let me just share with you a little about my friends. You see, one of them is a famous singer, one is a model, one is an incredible designer, one is extremely creative and gifted with her hands, one is an amazing cook, one is just the most gracious and thoughtful person, one is an amazing encourager, another loves makeup …
Yes. You read the title right. Church. Skipper. Someone who continually skips out on church. I was raised in the church, my dad was even a pastor when I was younger. I was the social butterfly who cried when I was sick on Sunday–not because I felt bad, but because I was so sad that I wasn’t able to go to …