Rearranging my Life after Goodbyes

It’s been quite the summer. We’ve prayed over secrets and said more goodbyes than hellos. A few weeks ago I told a friend that I’ve sat on so many of my kids’ secrets this summer that I had trouble remembering what information was classified from whom. Sometimes I wasn’t sure which one needed prayers the most. Recently I told Rebekah that maybe we just have too many kids. (There’s an event at VT that she wants … Read more

Riding to Remember

When the Children of Israel crossed the Jordan River, they were instructed to take twelve stones from their new land (Joshua 4:9) and place them in the middle of the river. The stones were to be placed where the feet of the priests stood as they held the Ark of the Covenant while the Tribes crossed over to the Promised Land.

They were also instructed (Joshua 4:1-8) to bring twelve stones out of the Jordan and place them in the new land – at Gilgal – as an altar. This was so they would not forget where they had come from and all they had experienced as they entered the Promised Land.

This ceremony was God’s way of helping them remember; thus it became a memorial. God told them that the stones would make their children ask their fathers in time to come, “What do these stones mean?” They would be able to answer them and tell them how God took them through the Red Sea at the beginning of their journey and through the Jordan River at the end – on dry ground. The stones were to be their memorial.

Scripture says those stones placed in the Jordan River are still there to this day. Sometimes I wonder just where in that river those stones were placed because I’d love to see that pile of stones after all these years!

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Foster Parenting: Gardeners for a Season

 NOTE: To share this story, I am pooling from four other foster moms: Brandy, Joyce, Sue, and Suzanne. Collectively we have had over 110 children in our homes. Some of these children were “our own” foster kids and others were children we babysat, sometimes for a day or for several weeks, for other foster moms. Eight of those children have been adopted into three of these homes. Nurturing Children of Another Mother When I was … Read more

A Different Kind of Romance

Romance. Ah, yes. Don’t we love the sound and the meaning of that word! Flowers and being loved. Feeling important and invigorated. Experiencing exhilaration and ecstasy. I relish it all. We celebrated our 29th last weekend (December 8) and, as Dave told Sarah Beth on Saturday, “There’s not going to be a whole lot of fireworks around this place this weekend!” But I experienced romance, and it’s spelled differently than r-o-m-a-n-c-e. This different-kind-of-romance one is … Read more

Think Pink

Sunlight arrived first, followed by Moonbeam. Both summer babies, they were born a little over two years apart. I envisioned for them days of laughter and nights of sharing secrets, and (someday) grown up girls who were friends. How was I to know then that my vision was just a dream? As a child, I had five sisters with whom to play, and I imagined my girls would have as much fun playing together as we … Read more