My Gift - Artwork by Elisabeth Crocker with a little help from her mom Our kids made our hearts skip a beat when they shared their news that they’re expecting and we’d be grandparents, but their “don’t tell anyone yet because we want to announce it” left us anxious to celebrate and worried that we’d …
Real Live Baby
On Thanksgiving Day, everyone gathered at my grandmother’s for lunch joined hands to ask God’s blessing on our meal. Just before my daddy prayed, my younger son announced that he and his wife are expecting my second grandchild in June. I gave his hand a squeeze and glanced across at his wife who was holding …
Straining To See
My eyes strain to see the clock across the kitchen where it’s been plainly visible. I misdial the number to the insurance company because I misread the fine print. I ask my daughters to read amounts on price tags to me in the store. I’m in my fifties and I’ve needed reading glasses for awhile. …
Ice Cream For Breakfast
Thanksgiving means huge meals with all the family favorites, which unfortunately don’t come with labels. Potluck, for me this year, is like playing Russian Roulette with my insides! Since my cancer surgeries this past summer, my digestive system has been a little quirky. Suffice it to say, I’ve become aware of things that are necessary …
More of My Story
This is my story. Well, actually it’s God’s story. Always has been, but these chapters are from the days in my life that were written in His book before the first one began. (Psalm 139:16) You may wonder how exactly the events of my life could be recorded before they happened. That’s not usually how …
This Is My Story
My name is LeAnn. I am the eldest of three children and the mother of three married children. I am a brand new grandmother in training to Thomas, and a cancer survivor. My dad recently asked me to share my story with his church. I was honored for the chance to say thank you for …
He Loves Me
I watched as my younger son, Jacob, twisted an apple stem to the sing-song cadence of the alphabet. As he approached the letter of his wife’s first name, he gave an extra yank and proclaimed triumphantly, “V for Valentina!” If there’d been a clover or a daisy, he would have split the last petal to …
Faith With Feet
“Imagine a world where our beliefs weren’t just something that happened in our heads and hearts- but became something powerful we did with our hands and feet.” ~Jennifer Dukes Lee We all yearn for a life of significance. Truth be told, we want to matter. We long to leave our mark on the world, but …
I’m Listening
If you were to speak to me and I didn’t respond, depending on how well you know me, you’d either be worried or offended. If you know my penchant for offering individual, undivided attention, then you may wait patiently to be heard. You might repeat your request if you needed my help or attention urgently, …
Grand Entrance
Traffic circles have only recently started popping up near my home. The one that’s been here longer than me I’ve mostly managed to avoid. I was schooled in traffic loop protocol in Houston, Texas several years ago. Between the Children’s Hospital and almost anywhere else, five roads merged on a loop with 3 lanes. It …
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