Month: September 2008
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Where Were You?
I was at a bagel shop meeting with my discipler, Angie P., when friends told us what had happened. Pregnant with our oldest child, I couldn’t fathom the disaster of 9/11. I can still feel his little body moving underneath my hand, a hand that automatically rose to my belly when I heard of the…
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And The Rest, As They Say, Is History
“Have you been outside?” “What?” “Outside. Have you been outside?” “Um, no.” “You need to go outside.” “Uh, right now?” “Yep. Go outside.” I opened the front door and stood on the little porch outside my apartment. “Okay. I’m outside. Now why am I out here?” “Because, it’s so gorgeous that I knew once you…
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A Desperate Mommy
I have a strong-willed child. A very strong-willed child. He has my stubbornness and Bri’s determination all wrapped up into one package. A mixture of Italian and Irish, he is full of passion, with his die-hard relentlessness and headstrong impetuousness. Almost daily we have battles as his fiery temper flares when his independence is thwarted.…
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With My Eyes I Have Seen Him
Life continues. And so does my list. Not so scary faces because of the bright smiles behind them. Meeting new people and making connections. Brokenness. Learning the freedom of daily dependence on Christ. Cousins. Lots and lots of cousins. Listening. Truly listening to the sounds around me. And hearing my son sing, “Give Me Jesus”.…
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Sixty-Five Years
At the height of World War II, they married. He went off to war. She stayed home pregnant with their first child. He was wounded and captured in the war but rescued days later. And he was one of the ones who got to return home to his wife and family. Imagine how much the…
A Spring of Joy 