Thoughts from the middle of the night
As I’m sitting here holding our newest little blessing, I’m looking at the clock and realizing it’s 2:00am. I’m sure most moms can relate to getting up throughout the night to feed a newborn.
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As I’m sitting here holding our newest little blessing, I’m looking at the clock and realizing it’s 2:00am. I’m sure most moms can relate to getting up throughout the night to feed a newborn.
Finley Marie was born this past week. Healthy, beautiful, and perfect. The emotions that you feel as you watch your baby being brought into the world are indescribable. Then you hold that little one . . . words fail.
Most of us like to be challenged at the beginning of a new year, but before you go adding a dozen resolutions to your schedule, let me share with you what God has been dealing with me about.
happiness through financial gain. They’re trying to appeal to a bigger audience, or gain the most likes on their social media accounts. It seems that the focus is always about promoting “me.”
About a month ago, we had some sickness pass through our little family. It’s the hardest when you see your little ones with a fever or cough and you know they feel miserable. Between wiping the runny noses, pushing the fluids, and making sure everyone is on track with their medicine, you just want to do more!
Each December, as the new year knocks at the door, I ask God to give me a specific passage from Scripture that encapsulates what He wants me to focus on in the upcoming year. Sometimes resolutions seem to slowly fade into a memory leaving us discouraged, but for...
I have such fond memories of Christmas growing up. It was such a time of celebration, really good food, and of course gift-giving.
As I sit on the couch, watching my children play together on the floor, I’m thinking about the gift of friendship. Friendship is such a vital part of humanity, but so often people feel alone in this world. I ponder the question, How many friends do I...
A few weeks ago, I randomly started thinking about “genuine leather.” I know it sounds a little weird, but I guess I have always appreciated genuine leather. The feel, the smell.
As I sit staring out the window at my frost-bitten flower beds, I’m reminded of the different seasons we walk through in life. The planting season brings me so much anticipation and excitement.