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Father and son

Honestly, at one point in our lives I didn’t think I’d ever be able to say that: father and son.

When I found out, many years ago, I was pregnant I assumed we were having another girl.

We already had three daughters.

It just seemed to be logical to assume we were having a fourth.

I was wrong and more than a little surprised when the ultrasound showed a son.

Children are a blessing and each is a unique treasure.

I’m certain we would be just as happy if God had given us another daughter, but it’s been fun to have a son.

(Although he doesn’t always like being the youngest of three sisters. It can be kind of like having four Moms.)

He loves each of his sisters.

He has the distinction of being the only boy, so sometimes he gets Dad all to himself.

It’s been fun to watch.

My husband and our son doing things together, being “guys”.

When they came home Sunday evening from six days of camping and hunting I was glad.

They were super tired, but had enjoyed the time.

My phone alerted me to a text this morning and it contained the picture at the top of this post.

Father and son, 2020.

Little moments and memories like these are so valuable.

I hadn’t realized what precious gems they were until our oldest girl married and moved.

Now that we are down to only two at home, I find so much joy in capturing these treasures.

And I am reminded…

God feels the same way about me.

Jeremiah 31:3 NKJV — The LORD has appeared of old to me, saying: “Yes, I have loved you with an everlasting love; Therefore with lovingkindness I have drawn you.

And He is a part of these lovely memories with my family.

After all He gave me each and every one of them!

It is another proof of His incredible love for me.

I can praise Him during these moments and I can cherish the love He gives me for them and through them.

With each day, through each circumstance, I can walk in the love of Jesus.

I can abide in His presence.

I can show this same love to those around me, especially to my children and my husband.

And I can treasure these moments.

Praise the Lord!

Dear Lord Jesus,

Thank You so much for my family. Thank You for my husband. Thank You for each of our children. Thank You for our son-in-laws and grandchildren. Thank You for so many others we love, family and friends. Lord Jesus, please continue to help me see how blessed I am. Please continue to show me how to cherish the moments. Lord Jesus, You are so good, so faithful, so true. Help those who have yet to know You to find the truth. Let them know how loved they truly are. Thank You. Amen.

On the spur of the moment


There are those times,
when you throw off the mundane for the moment.

It can’t become a habit as nothing needed would ever get finished.

It can’t be an often as responsibility and reliability both hinge on following through with the little daily tasks.

It can’t be an excuse applied to circumstances of which one wants to avoid.

Yet upon listening to the soft voice of the Lord,
the spur of the moment can be an amazing gift.

Yesterday it was an unplanned drive to the coast and dinner with relatives.

Last week it was a phone call to a friend in need of encouragement.

Almost six months ago it was a total stranger.

I stood in the checkout line as the women talked quietly and traded shifts.

The older of the two was going home and relating something under her breath which seemed to be very distressing.

I was trying to mind my own business.

I don’t even know when my attention was grabbed by the other woman.

But I heard her say something like:

“My son called me right away this morning, as soon as he realized she was missing. ”

Then she broke down and began to cry softly.

The other checker looked so sad and asked,
“How old is your granddaughter? ”


My mouth went dry,
my heart seemed to be gripped by a weight.

Our middle girl was 14 at the time.

As the lady began to move out of the checkout she stepped near me.

With one hand I reached out gently.

Then words came neither of us expected.

“What is her name?  Can I pray for you and her?”

With arms around each other we bowed our heads and prayed for the return of her granddaughter and peace for the family.

As she moved away tears ran down my cheeks but the smile on her face was worth it.

I know God was the one who stepped in.

It was His spur of the moment which sprinkled into my day the blessings of the ability to love a total stranger.

I returned to the store several times but have yet to ever see the woman again nor did I think to get her name.

But I did learn,
there are moments when the mundane,
(like grocery shopping)
is secondary to the immediate.

And all it takes is listening to the Father and being willing,
to go on the spur of the moment.