Have you ever had a period of time when you were simultaneously supremely thankful for something or someone in your life ... and definitely ready to take a break -- or move on completely? I realized a couple of hours ago that I am there! Let me explain ...
Sometimes thoughts come into my head that upon further examination turn out to be challenges in disguise. Here's an example ...
If you're uncomfortable reading about medical issues, you might want to skip this one. I questioned whether to write this ... but it flowed onto the page so quickly and easily a few nights ago I had my answer. But, posting it ...? Again, I hesitated -- I mulled over it for a day or two, then had Steve read it and he said "Yes." I hope and pray it accomplishes what I want it to: informing other women of something I didn't know and feel others should. Here we go ...
A couple more lessons I've learned from my little reptilian buddy ...
As promised, here is an introduction to my little buddy, Tyler ...
You may have already picked up on how I feel about animals. After all, who else do you know who ponders the possibility of swimming with whale sharks on the New Earth? Yes, I'm an animal lover - they continually entertain and amaze me. So, I'm going to open the door and invite you in to another aspect of my life ...
If you read my post “Wondering” from March 28th of this year, you know that our son, Mark, went to be with Jesus in February. You know, I always wondered how a parent deals with the loss of a child … when I say “always”, I mean even before I had children that sounded like one of the worst things I could imagine happening. Just the thought of it usually choked me up and brought tears right to the surface … and that was back in the days when I was a “non-cryer”. When one of my friends heard the news about Mark and threw her arms around me in a hug, she whispered, “How does a parent get through this?” My response was, “We’re about to find out.”
Have you missed me? Sorry for the lack of posts recently ... we've been traveling since the first of April, which means my life has been more scattered than usual. The opening of this post was originally written in April of 2018 -- hopefully it stands the test of time.
Do song lyrics ever inspire you to look at a facet of life with a slightly different perspective? It has happened to me ...
Just for a little background information, I originally wrote this in December of last year - and it had been percolating in my brain for months. The catalyst was two fold: reading Randy Alcorn's book Heaven for the second time in conjunction with being informed that our son, Mark, had been told by his doctors that there was nothing else they could do to help him fight his battle with cancer. We happened to be in Hawaii when we got that call and it was the beauty of those environs that helped me grapple with the news. And it's this type of wondering that is comforting me as we deal with the grief of Mark losing that battle on February 24th of this year, because I don't have to wonder where he is ... I know he's with Jesus.