Mommy
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Christ, Children, and Confetti!
I LOVE Easter! It’s good and hard and a time of brokenness and healing… Christ. Spiritually… it’s a time of remembering Jesus, and the fact that facing death is real, so real that his sweat became blood. He was so grieved and stressed, his body reacted as he had so intricately designed. Pause here for a moment. Think about how you sweat, and then think about that turning to blood! Although I cannot identify and say I have ever had this happen, I can say I have had the experience of bleeding non-stop, whether a wound or nose bleed, etc. In these moments, I feel light headed, weak, disoriented. I…
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Lament. Grief. Tears.
What comes to mind when you think about these words? Today, I type through tears, because life hits sometimes and you just need to cry. (I might have been just wondering why He is asking me to blog, bc I am having to ask for a lot of patience!) As my Mom is always reminding me, “God wouldn’t have formed the tiny tear ducts if he didn’t think we needed tears every now and then.” And honestly, since watching my Lucy be in such pain, then have supernatural peace to her having her eyes set on the sky, the day Jesus scooped her up, my tears come faster and no…
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Take time
Today, I encourage you to take time… to remember… to tell your story… relive memories… pull out old photos, letters, artwork, videos, and just sit, and think of how grateful you are for those moments. My heart today would like to share with you, more of the miracles, moments, and memories of becoming Lucy’s Mommy! I look back on the 30 years of life I had before her arrival, and I am in awe of the amazing preparation/work God had been doing in and around me! Some examples being: Knowing and growing up the medical life and community, advocating, knowing the truth about “never happens.” Also, I had the honor…
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this little one calls me Mommy…
I left you hanging on the last post, that there would be one more “little” to come… (for such a time as this :)) There are two things I want to define before I embark on this incredible journey today, “miracles” and what I tend to refer to as “never happens.” Miracles, definition by a ragamuffin (me): when i use the word “miracle,” every person is a miracle. The fact that God knits us together and created a space for us to grow for 9 months, safely, is a miracle! There are miracles happening everyday, every moment, you just have to open your eyes to them. They don’t have to…
