Faith Matters
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Faith Matters
There is this “spirit of Christmas” and “magic of Christmastime” that is talked about in all our favorite Christmas movies, Christmas music and shows. This feeling it creates in us-is like…we want this, we want to experience this, we want our kids to experience this. We know it is something meaningful to the holiday season. Something we are seeking after, but many moments feel like we can’t quite capture it.
I hadn't seen this gut-wrenching film since the theater in 2004. I wasn't 100% sure if I EVER wanted to "go through it" again..
My sister Heidi was diagnosed with Stage 4 colon cancer at the age of 44 and was given less than 6 months to live. She went on to live 3.5 years after that “death sentence” of a diagnosis.
This year, the busy is gone and instead the areas that are angry and inflamed are glaringly apparent and are demanding our attention. The “Covid Spotlight” has surfaced some “ish” for all of us and then some, as we see the people around us each dealing with their own laundry list of issues as well.
Dear younger, newly divorced self, You will make it through this. The kids will make it through this. God will walk with you through this; and some days, He will carry you. Let Him..
“Anyone can find the dirt in someone. Be the one that finds the gold.”
Stick up for people. Go out of your way to be generous and kind to other students and teachers. Mean people usually need love the most. It's one of those cliches that is actually true. You have no idea what people are going through or what their home life is like. If people are different than you, learn from them.
Sometimes the culture we live in sets us up as woman to tear each other down, especially in our precarious "ex-wife" and "future wife" roles. This world may set us up for animosity, but I am so thrilled we have been able to blaze our own path.
Remember the song we used to listen to and laugh at from TANGLED? The one that goes, "Mother knows best. Take it from your Mumsy"? Well, as you are figuring out as you head into your tween years, "Mumsy" doesn't always know best.
But how do I begin to write a brief post about my journey to motherhood? How can I briefly tell a story that is so crazy only GOD could write it and make it happen the way it did. To really get the full impact of Asher’s sweet life and each of our adoption stories…
My “spiritual life” dead-ended with the head knowledge of Jesus and my heart had not yet been transformed. I didn’t even know that was possible. I didn’t know what I didn’t know.