My grandson, Thomas, found his voice this week. He’s trying out sounds that aren’t crying. He yelps and coos and contorts his face every which way to copy ours as we talk to him. He is determined to communicate, and soon. God, who came into our world as a baby, determined the course of our …
Changed By The Word
K is for “keep your tongue from evil and your lips from speaking lies.” (Psalm 34:13) I’ve memorized more scripture with my children than I ever have alone. The K verse comes from Susan Hunt’s “My ABC Bible Verses- Hiding God’s Word in Little Hearts.” One year while my three kids were still in elementary …
He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands
Paul and Silas sang praise to the Lord at the midnight hour from their prison cell. I hum hymns and choruses long past midnight until the words come back, verse after verse, to soothe my newborn grandson as I did my own children. He may not yet understand the lyrics but the familiar tunes will …
Who Does He Look Like?
My husband was enrolled in Genetics, the study of inherited characteristics, in medical school when we started making plans for a family. We spent our evenings talking about dominant and recessive traits and which we possessed and would likely be passed on to our children. No amount of imagining could have prepared us for the …
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 …
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 …
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