“I don't understand, why are you allowing my room to get so small. It has been weeks like this and I liked to do the flips and fun dance moves. I thought you liked them too.” “Oh, I do,” said the Creator with a glow on His face. “Someday you will understand that I take … Continue reading 50. An ‘ug?
When I was in university studying engineering, there was a group of five of us that would get together regularly to pray. We would pray for each other, but usually we were praying that many people on our campus would discover the love of Jesus, allow him to transform their lives and discover their purpose … Continue reading Alan’s Hand part 1
Wow, it is hard to believe some mornings that I am on the home stretch of this pregnancy. But then I get on my feet and the reality of how I feel confirms it to me. Even with the uncomfortableness of these days, I feel incredibly blessed to be on this journey. Learning much from … Continue reading 49. Home Stretch
“You are a treasure. My treasure. You are worth more than one could ever count.” These words from the Creator placed such a warmth and security in Russell Jr's little heart, but he didn't really understand what “treasure” was. “PaPa. What is treasure? What is true treasure worth”. He cocked his head to one side … Continue reading 48. Treasure
When I was growing up, my church had a section where people could come to pray alone with God or have others pray with them. It was available after pretty much every gathering and it was called the "altar". For the first number of years as a Jesus follower my understanding of grace was skewed. … Continue reading Altar
Third Trimester Reality So Russell Jr. and I are in the third trimester. Woohoo. I have been amazed and feel incredibly blessed that my pregnancy has gone so well. The reality of the little guy inside is becoming increasingly obvious, as he even wakes me up at times with his fun. Russell Jr. moves a … Continue reading 47. Third Trimester
Swish, swish, swish. Little Russell Jr. watched his fist as he swung it through the H20 environment that both confined him and kept him safe. He especially liked it when his fist would bounce off the soft surroundings of his bubble. The rebound was exhilarating, as it was unexpected. He wondered how long he would … Continue reading 46. Growing
I got my love of literature from my Mom. Between my birth and when my sister started elementary school, she was a full time homemaker and most days as kids that involved (among many other things) her reading to us. She introduced me to Anne of Green Gables, Aslan, The Little Engine that Could and … Continue reading The last page.
Today was reading about Hannah in 1 Samuel in the Bible. It is interesting to me that her song of praise wasn't until she had really in action given her son to God. I felt challenged that even though I now will have a son, in reality and in my heart's desire this little boy … Continue reading 45. Hannah
The further along in the pregnancy that we are getting, the more real it is becoming that our son will likely be born alive. Every day that he gives me high fives through Alex's tummy, every day that I pray for him to grow in stature and wisdom and favour with God and man, and … Continue reading 44. This is a thing that’s actually happening.