Sometimes it all comes rushing back. The memory of the night that Gideon struggled the most in Guatemala. Recalling my two-month-old baby boy screaming for air in between taking a frightening 95 breaths a minute makes my body physically ache. My heart starts racing with fear as the helplessness of it all comes back to the forefront of my mind….
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Six months ago the days seemed to drag. Whining was at its peak in our home. We had a sweet boy that despite numerous toys, spent his days with his bedroom floor covered in toys, yet never really playing with anything. He spent much of his time in front of the TV watching one show for ten minutes and then…
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When I was a college student, I used to often love the quote, “Don’t stay until God calls you to go, but instead go until God calls you to stay.” I’m not sure where I first heard that quote, but it is a biblical statement. After all, the original text of the Great Commission actually states to make disciples as you are…
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One of my favorite memories of being a little girl was spending my summer afternoons outside. I was an imaginative child and would spend my days adventuring in the backyard with imaginary friends. I also passed my fair share of days catching crickets and grasshoppers into my bug catcher. I know that so many of you are cringing at the thought,…
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I met a mom at the library today. It is very typical for the boys to befriend a child whose mom strikes up a conversation with me. In fact, a different mom very kindly offered me a diaper for Gideon today when I realized that I had left the house without any. So, it’s not out of the ordinary for…
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