Yeah, me too…

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PHOTO CREDIT: Markus Spiske / raumrot.com

It felt so good to be back in prayer group/Bible study again. I sat there listening to opening prayer requests, jotting down things to pray for … Towards the end the Pastor asked if there was anyone with an unspoken prayer request… Like a wave, nearly everyone rose their hand or spoke an acknowledging “yes”… I sat there as it hit me… Continue reading

Moving, through the seasons…

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I love my husband.  He works hard.  Very hard.  He has a vision for what he wants for our family, long term, that I’m grateful for.  I’m so thankful.  But it’s a tough gig being a climber.  It’s a tough gig being the wife of a climber.  It’s a tough gig being the kids of a climber.

One of the challenges is the frequent moving that comes with each rung grasped.  When the kids were small it didn’t phase them.  But now that the kids are entering in the teen waters, it gets harder.  Continue reading

Retailers version of Gunpoint Robbery.

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Christmas Countdown.  Saw this today… and everyday the past 11 days.  I think this is the retailer’s version of robbing me at gunpoint.  They just substitute things to make me enjoy it.  Instead of a gun, a chubby Santa.  Instead of bullets, emotions.  And I smile while handing it over.  Clever retailer, clever…

Parent vs. Child

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Hard moments.

They come.

Our children have much power in holding our hearts.  We give it to them freely piece by piece as they grow up.  They smile, we give pieces of our heart. They laugh, we give pieces of our heart.  They say their first word, take their first step, present us with handmade art… Piece by piece, bit by bit, we give it and so it goes…

I never realized the weight of such giving. Until I found myself toe to toe, nose to nose, with a younger version of me Continue reading

May you always be a die-hard fan

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I took my son out on a mom/son date night.  We went out to eat, walked around some shops, grabbed some coffee, and then went for a drive.  We talked for hours about all sorts of things.  The conversation shifted toward the end of the night towards Church, when my 12 year old son shared his own insight on it…  The conversation went like this… Continue reading