Every year I wonder if it will be the last. There is always that stirring hope, that longing. Perhaps this will be my last year of childlessness. Perhaps by next Christmas I will have a baby. Perhaps… And yet, Thanksgiving is here and this “thorn”, as the Apostle Paul would say, is still in my side….
Last January we had a heifer freshen in. She wasn’t named previously but quickly earned the title, Kangaroo. The moment you moved toward her stall she would jump a foot into the air. In the midst of one of those jumps, she moved sideways and landed on my right foot. The bruise wrapped from one…
I wish there was a better word. One that says, “something we tried that simply didn’t work out” but doesn’t actually say “failure”. This is the part of adoption that so many don’t know. When a child is identified, there has to be a certain level of understanding and knowledge before an adoption is pursued….
There were days when I freely bought whatever suited my fancy. I was responsible but not concerned. I worked hard and my husband worked hard and our finances were not an issue. I bought groceries without keeping a running tally in my head. I filled the truck full of fuel whenever I stopped at a…
This year as I contemplated my posts for the week of Thanksgiving, I felt a distinct leading to do something different. There are so many things to be thankful for. I have lists that number over a thousand of tastes of beauty and God-moments in everyday. But for this time in my life, I felt the Lord…
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