Musings of a mother of many
I joined a couple of Breast Cancer support groups yesterday.
It was very sobering for me. I shared the type of breast cancer I have and the size of the masses.
Call me naive, but somehow I’ve been believing that this bilateral mastectomy that is moving in on me like the tide rises on the shores […] Read more…
Words flood my mind now, so many words, words I knew before and words I didn’t.
The old words have taken on new meaning. They hover in the forefront of my consciousness, in that elusive place inside myself where feelings run rampant like unrestrained children, heightening my awareness of all of life, the good bits and […] Read more…
The treatment of Maddi by Mr Hobbs wreaks of the purtitanistic legalism that Hester Prynne endured in Nathaniel Hawthorne’s The Scarlet Letter. Have we learned no more about love all these years later? This is the type of behavior that gives Jesus and those who follow Him a bad name. Nothing about this is like Jesus. Of course the world believes we are hypocrites when decisions like this are made. Read more…
Today is my birthday, and on it, amidst the business of caring for a family of 13, I begin a new journey.
It’s not a journey I ever thought I’d have to take.
Yet it is one God has allowed into my life for a reason.
And I begin this path willingly and in confidence that God will […] Read more…
“Who is Jesus?” She types in the translator only two weeks home from China.
Her brand new daddy looks at me with eyes open wide, big and filled with the endless blue of the sea. For this moment we’ve prayed. He types into the computer screen, “He is the Son of God.”
My heart pauses, gallops in […] Read more…
As I’ve reflected this week on what miracle I would share with you today, I decided to travel back to my childhood and share another moment when God miraculously changed the course of my life.
My mind drifts back to the child that I was.
Sometimes, in that tiny space between consciousness and sleep, I can even […] Read more…
“When we’d been home from China for about two and half years, a deep weariness began to fill our family. The needs of our children consumed us, and new needs seemed to develop at every turn. We began to wonder how to meet all the needs and to doubt that we had even done the right thing in abandoning the wisdom of this world and stepping out in faith, actually stepping off the cliff, to adopt the girls. We were overwhelmed with our inadequacies.” Read more…
There are moments in my life when I have pressed on in faith and walked through the deepest valleys one can know.
Then there are moments when the very hand of God has reached down to me and intervened in this natural world, when He has miraculously changed the course of my life at times in […] Read more…
I open this blog every day.
I look at it’s pages. I remember the many miracles God did in bringing our daughters home to us from China mere days before they turned fourteen years old. I wonder that people still read it’s pages after such a long absence on my part.
I scroll through the drafts I’ve […] Read more…
Giggles tumble in from the kitchen where our children are gathered. Deep belly laughter interupts the momentary quiet of the evening. Sophia has just gotten home from ballet, her long hair hangs in a curtain down her back, Evangeline is sitting on a stool in pajamas preparing a late night snack, and Steven is still […] Read more…
