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First Glance, Lasting Impression
The first breath of a child is a defining moment for any parent. Before she came, I couldn’t image life with three children. After she arrived my every breath encompassed another child who owns my heart. It longer belongs to me. Greatly enjoying the small moments, such as the glance of my sweet husband to an onlooking, admiring, coddling infant. She feels safe in his arms, and for a small moment, all of his cares and worries slip away and he sees nothing but her. Another moment, when a delightfully willing Brennan wants to share. YES!!! He has learned a topic that we have been engraining into his heart. “Mom! Baby likes fruit snacks! I am letting her suck on one!” How can I disband that smile of accomplishment and sense of service from a darling four year old? My Anna, how defensive is she over the care and concern for her new sister. Even a peep will motivate her to travel any hearing distance to save the littlest member of our family from harms way. Even if that means cutting Grandma’s cuddle time short. Now I see pictures of our family with four, and something is missing. Someone is missing. I know her now. She is my Allyson, my Ally. I love her so. Her eyes penetrate into the recesses of my soul. They are piercing and inquisitive. And then a hunger pain releases her from my gaze and she is once again an infant. Her spirit is old, wise and permanent. She is not my child alone, but given from Heaven. How grateful am I for stewardship over this precious...
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My, its windy outside. A storms a comin’! While watching a hitchcock inspired TV show, the big BBQ blew over and hit our kitchen door. It frightened me a bit. That scary feeling like a spider’s crawling up your back came through me all at once and I re-confirmed that I don’t like scary movies. Why is it that I procrastinate, or doubt, or feel vulnerable? Challenges come to every person, man or woman, tall or short, big or little. The choices we make ultimately determine what happens to us. So why do some people so flawlessly succeed and other procrastinate its arrival? Argh. I fret. Why are my eyes blue? Because God made it so. Why can I see? Because he gave me vision. Why do I experience sight? Because I opened my eyes. Why do I have choice? Because God made it so. Why can I choose? Because he gave me agency. Why do I experience life? Because I open my heart, I open my mind and I begin to work. God blessed the people of Israel with Manna but he did not gather it up. God has so abundantly blessed me with provisions, but he will not collect it. “Lord, I believe. Help thou my...
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