My Father's Daughter

I keep trying to type out my gifts but I am finding myself distracted by the comment thread over at (in)courage . Ann wrote about 5 Ways to Fight Through to a Loving Marriage . Her words (as always) ring so true and are so encouraging. The day I read the post, though, I was...struggling.  It's amazing and heartbraking to hear how some of the women over there have shared their hearts, commenting on Ann's post, and being so vulnerable I was so impressed with the thread, Ann with her replies: praying lifting speaking words that bless, and all the other women too: standing together women for women, even if it's virtual. “Are women really like ambulances? When we are most in need of tender care, we’re these screaming sirens? And that’s why men pull far away — getting out of the way and off the road?”  I read those words through tears and still they didn't keep me from being that siren only hours later, making my man get out of my way. But it is like she said, we s

Five minute Friday and it's a tough one...Trust. Here we write for five minutes, with a prompt. No editing or rethinking. Just writing without worrying. So, TRUST It almost feels like it should be a four letter word. How hard it can be to trust, to believe, to step out in faith towards something without really knowing or seeing, without having all the answers ahead of time, without knowing what will happen. It takes someone very brave to trust what your eyes can't see (sometimes even what they do see). But we do ask this of our children, don't we? We tell them "Do what I ask even though you don't understand, even though you can't see what I see. I love you. Trust me." So when He tells me the same how then do I say "no". This is what He means when he tells us to be like children if we want to enter His kingdom.   So, Trust. I'll {try to} be brave I'll keeping making that choice, that sometimes hurts so much to trust my God,

The rest of January ~all the joys~the gift hunt.... 3 ways I saw happiness today 46. giggling boys at breakfast 47. dancing and singing in the kitchen 48. sitting down next to the youngest as he excitedly plays the piano one gift that made me laugh~one that made me pray~one that made me quiet 49. watching silly tv with my husband 50. complaints from kids about schoolwork~reminding me to pray for patience 51. snuggling with each boy at night as I tuck them in and listen ti their stories 3 gifts from God's word 52.  Psalm 100:3 ~KNOW that the Lord is GOD... 53.  1 Corinthians 15:10 ~...by Grace alone... 54.  Colossians 1 ~...He rescues...Holds....and gives HOPE a grace in the kitchen, a grace in the weather, a grace that might have never been 55. our blackboard wall 56. this mild winter 57. to know love this way 3 gifts I only saw close up 58. the frustration behind the tantrum when I looked into those big brown eyes 59. these children in this hospital, their