Easter Monday is a memory of strength from God.

It is the 26th anniversary of my baby's funeral. I remember the sense of no ability to stand on my legs. They wobbled on every step. I couldn't trust them, until the very first hymn that was sung. It seemed that every voice there, was singing into my legs and I could stand. It was the most amazing feeling of infused strength from God. I learned it then and I learn it everytime that my grief threatens to get the better of me. God's Church has the authority from Heaven to build and to strengthen the feeble knees. Halleluia! What a Savior!

Easter is about the Resurrection of Jesus

I am grateful for that truth. I am grateful for all of the resurrections that God has given into my life. I am grateful for the hope of the resurrection to come.

It is Good Friday and Loss Day for me!

God is more than good on Good Friday! He amazingly makes you look at yourself and the sacrifice He made on your behalf,every year and every day, if you let him. I am rejoicing that it was for me, that Christ went to the cross. I am rejoicing that He daily holds my hand through every season of life. Today is the anniversary of one of the darkest seasons. Still, so many questions linger about my God's attention to me, in that season of my life. I feel that I will always have them. But the blooms on my grief tree render sweet reconcilements of God's Greatness and my misconceptions. All that we study about Him is not the half of what He is. His Attributes could be studied for eternity and would still pale in the light of His reality. My heart and my mind are looking over the little body of my precious baby Ben and now I see Jesus standing and holding me up in my deepest grief. Sometimes, my pain makes me blame Him. Like my little babies that I care for raise their hands to hit at me, for their lack of understanding. Jesus does the same for me, everyday, when my grief and frustrations take me to the limit. He wipes the tears and teaches me His way. It is really about learning to worship Him.

God is so good! We are still enjoying the delight of the concert, as we get ready to relaunch the college woman.

That's My Baby Ezra! No more baby, this young man is really adorable.

What a great Easter Concert. They sang in Greek, Hebrew and Swahili! A Multischool Concert and Ezra was chosen, what a privilege for a rambunctious Middleschooler!

the Best Birthday present for me, for Baby Ben's Birthday is Evvie coming home!!!

We laughed so hard on the way home that we could hardly breathe. It has been 27 years since I laughed like that on March 4th!