Precious Reminders

Learning to do cartwheels. Falling. Laughing. Picking ourselves back up again.

Posies in the yard. Pink blossoms filling my home with their sweet fragrance. Am I the fragrance of Christ?
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Sunny days. Climbing on swing sets. Riding on bikes. Time together just being.

Playing peek-a-boo. Somehow it never gets old.
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Voices floating down from the loft: Come Thou fount of every blessing, tune my heart to sing Thy grace…

The faces of my children. I could gaze at them all day.
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Breathing prayers with my nurses before treatments. Thank you, Lord, for answering our prayers together.

Wednesday Worship: The Sands Of Time Are Sinking

When the congregation stood for the arrival of the bride, I watched as they waited for that first glimpse. I knew she was coming, but couldn’t see because of the people around us. Necks craning, heads bent, the crowd strained. Whispers of excitement. Smiles of anticipation. Then at long last her glorious beauty. She was radiant, her eyes fixed only in one place… her future husband’s.

He Is Bigger

“‘Lucy,’ came the call again, neither her father’s voice nor Peter’s. She sat up, trembling with excitement but not with fear.

A circle of grass, smooth as a lawn, met her eyes, with dark trees dancing all round it. And then – oh joy! For HE was there: the huge Lion, shining white in the moonlight, with huge black shadow underneath him.

‘Aslan, Aslan. Dear Aslan,” sobbed Lucy. ‘At last.’

The great beast rolled over on his side so that Lucy fell, half sitting and half lying between his front paws. He bent forward and just touched her nose with his tongue. His warm breath came all round her. She gazed up into the large wise face.

Heart Smiles

From Ash while holding my hand and walking through store aisles:

Mom? When I can read better, I know what I’m going to do.

What’s that, buddy?

Read Narnia all day long!

From Micah while eating his bagel and oatmeal:

Mommy? Let’s pretend our whole house is a ship and there’s no roof on it and we got hit by lightning and we sank and now we’re eating underwater.

From Audrey while holding new play-doh canisters we bought at the store today:

Mommy? Baby happy! Pway!

From Me while wiping away the tears:

Heartbreak

The music of Steven Curtis Chapman has touched Brian’s and my life in so many ways. My heart just broke when I read this. From The Tennessean:

Steven Curtis Chapman’s youngest child died Wednesday afternoon after being struck by a car driven by her teenage brother in the driveway of the family’s Williamson County home.

Maria, one of the Christian singer’s six children, was taken by LifeFlight to Vanderbilt Hospital, which confirmed the death, according to Laura McPherson, a spokeswoman for the Tennessee Highway Patrol.

The 5-year-old was hit by an SUV driven by her teenage brother, she said. Police did not give the driver’s name.