Monthly Archives: February 2009

Wednesday Worship: From The Inside Out

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As I have journeyed through the past three weeks of isolation, being in the Word, listening to sermons online, and music have been my life preservers, buoying my up when I thought I could no longer swim. I am filling my journals with prayers, with quotes, and with lessons learned. I am trying not to spend all our money on iTunes while I fill my library with songs that speak to my heart (that, and songs to make me laugh and dance. I’m working on my playlist for tomorrow when I will dance with my babies again.)  Read more... (514 words, estimated 2:03 mins reading time)

Why Are You Downcast, O My Soul?

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As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God?

My tears have been my food day and night,
while men say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

These things I remember as I pour out my soul:
how I used to go with the multitude, leading the procession to the house of God,
with shouts of joy and thanksgiving among the festive throng.  Read more... (743 words, estimated 2:58 mins reading time)

Catching Up

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It’s been a weird week being home but not feeling like I’m home. So close, but so far away. My mind is awhirl with randomness, so come join me if you dare…

1. My parents. First off, let me just say my parents are amazing. They are golden. I have no clue how I would have gotten through the past 18 months without them. They have walked through so much with me. I have watched their hearts hurt and their faith strengthened. And every day when my phone rings and I see “Mom & Daddy Cell” on the caller ID, I smile. Because I love them so much my heart hurts, too.  Read more... (1198 words, 2 images, estimated 4:48 mins reading time)

The Perfect Card For My Perfect Fit

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Yesterday I stood in the middle of the Hallmark store and read every single Valentine’s Day card for husbands, and I bawled like a baby. I wanted to buy almost all of them and take them to my B and say, “This still doesn’t capture it.”

How do I express it? How do I even begin? Where do I even begin?

This is a man who is waking up early to change diapers, make breakfasts, pack lunches, get kids out the door to their awaiting days and he HATES mornings.  Read more... (521 words, estimated 2:05 mins reading time)