It’s My Turn

I have this blog friend named Martha. She lives in the Southeast and for years she tormented me. Every February/March she would post pictures of flowers growing in her yard.   Beautiful flowers. Brilliant in color. Splendidly blooming.  Plentiful.  And every year, about the time she would post them, I would look out my window…

They Need Us {ALL of Us}

Sitting here barely able to see the keyboard to type….wiping my eyes, a complete mess.. Last year I advocated for a group of treasures who have been given the privilege of spending their summer at host families through Children’s Cultural Connection Host Program… This year I wrote to Ginger,  “I want to advocate early –…

PS One Last Post About It

Two moms each posted pictures on my Facebook wall after yesterday’s post.  Today I asked their permission to share them here as well. In reading the comments left on yesterday’s post {super fun if you are up for it} one thing is very clear: God uses the dolls little ones play with to foster a…

Perhaps You’ve Seen Him…

I mentioned yesterday that there is a young boy whose story has captivated our home. Meet   – Dylan Redwine Back in late November {3 months ago} we heard about a young boy, missing from Bayfield, Colorado.  Bayfield is the town about 10 minutes from where our home in Durango {where we lived just before we…

The *Block*

This week has managed to fly by, even faster than the rest it seems. I miss you all! Truly. Even you lurkers – I miss you, even though I don’t even know you’re there. {ha!} There are so many things I want to tell all of you. Things like: What the specialist said when Ruby…

Nehemiah’s Question

I took a picture a few months back,  but tucked it away. To share on a special day,  because it a cherished rendition of God’s amazing love. It speaks volumes. A tender picture for which there really are no words…. ******* Our Nehemiah…. He’s a thinker. He remembers well. And he has begun to really…

Punking Dw

Over Christmas something happened that brought far too many giggles not to share. Dw’s big brother Steve and his wife, Diane, had sent us a monetary gift for Christmas.  It came with strict instructions:  Blow it on something fun!!   We laughed when we read the note.  They know us all too well – blowing…