Father’s Day…

Daily I pray for the girls that God would supernaturally heal their hearts from the hole and wound that is there from growing up without their dad. The hole is huge for any child without a father, but for them I specifically pray for the hole left because I know the father Derek was already and the dad he was going to be. Everyday I cling to the promise of Psalm 68:5, a father to the fatherless....
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Be present…


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Things I learned from my mom…

Things I learned from my mom… 1. How to love everyone…everyone. My mom constantly demonstrated that act of loving the unlovable. She showed no prejudice or favoritism. She opened her home, her time and her heart to everyone God put in her path…poor, rich, ugly, beautiful, unsophisticated, intelligent…everyone. She also told me daily before school, “don’t just...
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The triangle…

I miss the triangle. The one made by an arm connecting to a body. Some might call it the armpit, but it is that space above the armpit that provides that perfect resting place for someone else’s head. Waking up too early or the middle of the night. Wanting to crawl into that triangle, that little space filled with an abundance of safety, happiness, protection and...
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Passover…

Tomorrow it will be three years since Derek and Dylan went to be in the presence of God. This past year when I was studying the Torah with my bible study gals, we studied Exodus and the feast. In Exodus 12 and 13 as God is establishing Passover, an idea accord to me for what we would do with the anniversaries going forward. In alignment with my goal to not celebrate their deaths, but rather...
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