Each year I have a “Word of the Year” that I try live up to and learn from for that year. I have been doing this for the last couple of years, and then this year… nothing. Nada… Zilch… Nil… Nothing… And then I got tired. And I realised that I was so eager to… Continue reading Wait for the Lord!
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Longtime readers know that I do not have any children (that I know of), and never plan to ever have children. So I know that in the eyes of many that automatically invalidates any opinion that I have on the issue of child-rearing, including the punishment of children. And, hey, I…
This past weekend we celebrated my Dad’s 75th birthday… and for the first time in a very long time, my entire family (sans my mom) spent some time together. It was awesome – we were reminded why we don’t like each other and also reminded why we love each other. And we all laughed and… Continue reading Family Gratitude!
To my darling, Baby Girl. You have no idea how proud your Dad and I are of you right now. A little while ago, you came across an article in one of the old magazines lying around the house of a little girl who suffers from Progeria – she’s an 11-year old little girl living… Continue reading Progeria!
There is this dawning realisation that is creeping into my brain – a realisation that I have long been fighting because I do not deem myself worthy. But, it is there. It is like the tenderness before dawn, as the sky gently lightens in colour and hews of pink, gold and yellow paint the sky.… Continue reading I. Am. Loved!
Welcome to Gratitude Mondays. There are many days that I feel like a failure. A loser… A transgressor, a (shock horror) a sinner… Yes, we are all those for all have fallen short of God’s glory, but we have also been redeemed. As I begin to move along to a greater understanding of how God sees… Continue reading Pleasing God!
To my darling, Baby Girl You have had such a tough couple of weeks. You tore two ligaments in your ankle, and broke your ankle bone. So, going for x-rays, and moon boots, and walking on crutches, it has been tough. It has meant being left out of sport, dancing, swimming – missing out on… Continue reading So strong!