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JMU's Wilson Hall against our beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains

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Our boy and Great Grandpa

Generations

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Posing with history

WWII Memorial

Baby with a Sun Hat

A lady on holiday...

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Flying our new kite at the beach

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Our guys checking out something in the sand

Beach Bums

The Sunset

Watching another beautiful soundside sunset

Momma watching the Sunset

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Watching the sunset over the Sound

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Moon over Arizona

Looking up at the moon from the mountains near Phoenix

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Deep Thoughts

Contemplating the duck-pond

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Inside the Box

A moment of rest

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Baby

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Nothing like a thumb to suck and arms to hold you

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Our shy little lady

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Who gets to cut down the tree?

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Snow Bear

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And obviously very entertained

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Sledding anyone?

Two Beauties

Mommy's favorite girl and favorite flower

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Already a fashion plate

Perspective

Nov 13th, 2008 by angie | 8

He heard me during rest time, weeping softly in my room, begging God for perspective. I was asking to see Him. To know Him more deeply as I struggle and wait. The door opened gently.

“Mommy?” Bear’s whispers broke into my cries. He climbed onto the bed with me and pressed his face against mine. “Are you okay?”

“Oh, Bear.” I rested my hand against his cheek and took a deep breath. “Mommy was just praying and talking to God. I just need some perspective.”

“What’s perfective?”

I chuckled. How to explain that to his four-year-old mind? “Well, baby, it’s needing to see things through God’s eyes rather than mine.”

He was quiet. “Oh.” Silence permeated the room. His little arms reached over and he hugged me. “I don’t know what that means. But I love you.” Then he was gone, jumping out the room, turning at the door, eyes sparkling, dimples flashing.

I heard his laughter hang in the air as he disappeared down the stairs.

Oh, my Bear. How I love you, too!

Perspective. It can show itself in many ways. I saw it today in the green eyes of this sweet gift of a child.

(Quick update: They have moved my biopsy to Monday morning. I will find out the results next Friday. I continue to wait. I continue to cling. God is with me. Of that I am certain.)

8 Comments on “Perspective”


  1. The Roost said:

    I am praying too….that God will wrap a blanket of peace around you!


  2. Kristen@nosmallthing said:

    What a little angel he is. Hang in there. Praying for, and thinking of, you! I know the waiting is hard…


  3. Mom said:

    What a wonderful little one!
    What a wonderful daughter!
    What a WONDERFUL GOD!

    I love you! Mom


  4. Brooke said:

    Praise him for the gift of these precious children! I am thankful for the glimpses He gives through their eyes. Praying for you during this time of waiting…


  5. Carol Crabtree said:

    I’ll be praying for you Angie, for peace before the biopsy, that it would not be too bad to have done, that you will feel God’s bigness, because we may be able to feel it some, but we can not even image how BIG he really, really is, but His eyes are NEVER off of you. We can never go to far, we can never be beyond where God does not see us. If we imagine Him in human terms, which is all we know, we can’t understand, how he can know exactly what’s going on with the millions of people in the world, and how He can intimately hear and communicate with all His children individually at the same time, but He is not human, and His Word has been proved and we believe and KNOW it to be true. So we will be praying for you for strength for the moment, and good news on Friday. God bless you and your sweet little Bear too! Carol


  6. Beth(AKA Sarah's mom) said:

    Angie, My mom (who stepped through the veil into heaven Jan.30th this year) gave me a book of poems which I love. Here is one:
    Step by Step

    He does not lead me year by year
    Nor day by day.
    But step by step my path unfolds:
    My Lord directs my way.

    Tommorrow’s plans I do not know,
    I only know this minute;
    But He will say, This is the way,
    By faith now walk ye in it.

    And I am glad it is so.
    Today’s enough to bear:
    And when tomorrow comes, His grace
    shall far exceed its care.

    What need to worry then, or fret?
    And the God who gave His Son
    Holds all my monents in His hand
    And gives them, one by one.
    ( from Apples of Gold )

    Praying for you here in the North East also. Beth


  7. Julie Pizzino said:

    The perspective I see in your blog blesses me with perspective every time I read your words, Angie. You get the Big Picture, and it spills out on all your friends. Waiting with you and loving you, all the Pizzinos


  8. scottw said:

    Bear was not the only one who heard you weeping softly.

    17 O Lord, you hear the desire of the afflicted;
    you will strengthen their heart; you will incline your ear
    18 to do justice to the fatherless and the oppressed,
    so that man who is of the earth may strike terror no more.
    (ESV, Ps 10:17-18).

    He is listening. :-)

    ~Scott

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