Baby’s First Bath Being a new mother is tough. I knew it well at one point (actually at three separate points) but over time I’ve forgotten. It’s amazing how memory has washed away the monotonous unpleasantness, leaving me with rose-colored snippets of raising my own children. I’ve had the immense privilege of walking with my …
Five Generations Blessed
My Granny will be ninety in October of this year, and she was able to hold her first great-great-grandchild earlier this week. I was the first grandchild of my maternal grandparents. When I was born, five generations of my mom’s family were living. Now that my daughter has a child, we have five generations again. …
Every Firstborn Male
One week ago, our daughter gave birth to her firstborn, a son. It just so happened that as I’ve been reading through the Bible, the timing of his birth overlapped perfectly with scripture. I love the way God highlights things in His Word as they pertain to my everyday life. I read with new eyes …
God Knows
Last week, two packages didn’t arrive the day we expected, but the next day my husband discovered them at our neighbor’s front door. We’re at the end of the road, so it’s easy enough to spot the mistake. Nonetheless it’s frustrating. We’re definitely spoiled to the convenience of home delivery! Packages follow us where we …
Just Call Me Lolly
Today is a day of celebration! My first grandchild, a boy, was born to my daughter, Caroline Rebekah and her husband, Jacob Matthew. Thomas Jay Bulman arrived today at 12:26, weighing 8 pounds and measuring 21 inches long. His birth makes me a grandmother for the very first time. My understanding of and capacity for …
God Can Be Trusted
My hematology oncologist, Expo marker in hand, began explaining my diagnosis while writing what looked like chemical symbols on a white board, alphanumeric with superscripts. His pronounced accent and the mind-numbing shock that comes with hearing you have advanced stage cancer made me feel like the proverbial deer in the headlights. I sat next to …
It Should Have Been Me
Slight pressure in my right hand pulled me toward consciousness as I fought to kick the covers from my legs. A female voice comforted me as she patted my legs and helped me to untangle my feet. The bright light overhead reminded me that I was waking from anesthesia and the sound of my husband’s …
Craving Comfort
Guest Post by Kimberly J. Branham “All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. God is our merciful Father and the source of all comfort. He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort …
Good Figs
Guest Post by Kimberly J. Branham My mother-in-law and father-in-law have several fig trees. Once a year, they begin to bear fruit. My daughter and I love figs, so we anxiously await the day when they are ripe and ready to enjoy. There is almost nothing better than a perfectly ripe fig! Equally true, there …
Insurance
When I was in 5th grade, the Gideons still came into public schools to distribute personal New Testaments to any child who wanted a copy of God’s Word free of charge. I don’t remember anyone in my class declining the offer and we each went home that day with God’s Word in hand, imitation leather …
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