Showing posts with label praise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label praise. Show all posts

Monday, October 08, 2012

Dear Eva...

Dear Eva,


Someday I believe you'll read this.  You will wonder at the world and what it could have been before you.  And I will tell you, there was a missing piece in it that wasn't filled until we had you.  Our rainbow after the storm, our star.  Evangeline, we wanted you so.  We prayed for you every day while you were growing beneath my heart.  Before you were born we loved you.

And then you came and joy was multiplied.






















Your sister's eyes shone when they met you at first.  Sarah was shy, Josie was excited.  A tiny one, a dark one, so like Marie and yet entirely your own self.
















And Daddy... In his strong arms, in his kind hands, Daddy held you so tightly.  And I could see the love he has for you shining from him. 

















Over the last year you have grown!  We see Marie in you, and I hope that as you age that is a comfort.  Even though you never walked together in this world I think your souls must know each other.  The nurse told me when you were born, while I cried with all the emotions of a mother holding her child for the first time in her arms that surely you left Heaven with a kiss from your sister on your cheek.  I don't know if that is true, but I know that the heart knows what the heart knows.  I hope that as you age you feel the blessing that your resembling Marie has been to us.  It helps us to feel she is not so far away. Some concrete proof that she was, because you look so like her.
 
 
You are always ready with a smile, always quick to snuggle into arms.  You laugh often, filled with joy daily.  You love your sisters and follow them from place to place.  You adore Daddy, chattering to him on the telephone.  Your first words, "Daddy", "Hi, Daddy".  You spend hours at the window watching the dog outside, you do not like it if he comes to close.
 
There are so many who love you, so many who have delighted in watching your first year in this world...  We are blessed to have you sweet Evangeline.  Happy Birthday Lulu, we love you!

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Friday, January 20, 2012

Fingerprint Friday...

I haven't participated in Fingerprint Friday forever.  Finally, I am!

There is a song by Steven Curtis Chapman that says:
I can see the fingerprints of god
When I look at you
I can see the fingerprints of god
And I know its true
You're a masterpiece
That all creation quietly applauds
And you're covered with the fingerprints of god

So look around you and see where YOU can see God's fingerprints. Is it in nature? Kids? Animals? Where do you see them? Here's how to join in.

This morning as I wiped the toothpaste of the bathroom counter for the hundredth time, picked up toy food and dress up clothes for the thousandth time I realized that's my blessing.  As I sauteed onions for the crock pot and our french dip roast I realized that having a house smell like onion at 8am is a blessing.  As I said goodbye to Luke on his way out to the farm and looked ahead to a morning filled with folding laundry, washing sheets, wiping Sarah's runny nose I was pushed.  Those are my blessings.  This beautiful mess.  Because this mess means a house filled with children.  This mess means a partner to share my life with.  That onion smell?  We never have to worry about our next meal.  We have actually been blessed with abundance.

God gives me so many blessings daily.  The laundry, cleaning, mothering, repetition.  It's His work.  I am blessed that He picked me to do it for Him.  He knew what I'd need before I even did!

My French Dip recipe (my friend Jill gave me this originally and I modified it to our tastes):

One chuck roast
4 cups water
6 tsp beef granules
1 small onion
3 tsp butter
3 tsp Worcestershire sauce
3 tsp mustard


Saute onions in butter until the get translucent and start to caramelize.  Mix beef broth into water.  Whisk in Worcestershire and mustard.  Place roast in slow cooker.  Cover with cooked onions, pour beef broth mixture over top.  Cook on low (8-10 hours).
We like it on hoagie rolls with provolone and of course that yummy broth!  I usually serve this with green beans or broccoli/cauliflower mix but it's good with just about anything.  If you wanted to get fancy I suppose you could serve it like pot roast with mashed potatoes and make a gravy out of the broth.  I don't know about you but by January we are all a little tired of pot roast at our house!
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Monday, November 21, 2011

Happy...

Happy is a place I once thought I would never find again... and yet somehow we're here.

Then maidens will dance and be glad, young men and old as well. I will turn their mourning into gladness; I will give them comfort and joy instead of sorrow.  Jeremiah 31:13 NIV


I look at Josie and Sarah and I see joy in their eyes...  I look at Luke and even though there's that sadness in his eyes I see happiness there too.  Right now I am feeling so incredibly blessed.  Marie is in Heaven and we all miss her so much... but we know where she is, and we'll see her again.  Until then, we have each other.  After the rough road we've traveled I think we appreciate it more...  I hope that we do.





Josie took this photo of me on Saturday.  I look at it and I see myself but in so many ways I see more than I used to be.  I am smiling... for a long time I had lost my smile.  And I look... beautiful.  I've never thought of myself in that way.  Yet in this image, captured through my daughters eyes I see the beauty that she must see.  I am strong enough to carry my children (Eva is under that blanket snuggled up in my pouch sling).  For a long time I felt weak.  I am not so old.  For a long time I felt so old.  Josie sees me this way.  That makes me feel so good.  I see a little of who I used to be in this picture but if I'm honest I like the person I am now.  I've seen joy and sorrow and they've helped me become more than who I was before.  I would not trade either.  Without the sorrow I would have missed out on the joy of Marie... and she was worth the sorrow.  That sorrow also has made me appreciate Josephine, Sarah Kate, and Evangeline all that much more.  God gave me the sorrow.  He trusted me with it and I am humbled.  I am grateful.
My blog has been quiet the last several months.  I didn't know what to say.  Somehow, int he last few weeks I am feeling more whole.  More sure of myself and who I am now.  I hope that I am closer to becoming who God wants me to be.  A wife, a mother, a daughter of The King.  And that is enough.
I want to write more, to share where we are on this journey.  In this healing process.  In this life.  I know others read and I hope that my being transparent would help them in some way...  There are other mothers who read who have lost babies... I hope that somehow my words would give them hope.

Mostly right now I am feeling very grateful.  How great is our Father that He would trust me with these precious babies of His?  That He would give me a partner that would walk beside me the way that Luke does.  That He gave me such good friends to walk with.  Those I have hugged and those I know only through their words but long to hug.  And our church... 

He is turning my mourning  into gladness.  Some days are sadder, some days are happier but on a whole I feel now I am at a place in the trail where I can look back and see the valley I have walked through these last years.  Seeing the valley must mean that I am beginning to rise out of it, right?  I must be gaining ground.  Although sometimes I feel I am slipping it is not all the time.  How great Thou art! 

Thank you Lord for all the blessings, the joys and the sorrows....
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Friday, November 18, 2011

Fingerprint Friday...

There is a song by Steven Curtis Chapman that says:
I can see the fingerprints of god
When I look at you
I can see the fingerprints of god
And I know its true
You're a masterpiece
That all creation quietly applauds
And you're covered with the fingerprints of god

So look around you and see where YOU can see God's fingerprints. Is it in nature? Kids? Animals? Where do you see them? Vist Beki's blog The Rusted Chain to join in!




Excuse the poor quality of the photos, I took them on my phone.  It was the only thing I had on hand when I was greeted with the most beautiful smiles this morning!  God is so good!

 Eva's smiles this morning have had this song stuck in my head all day and that is a beautiful thing!  I need more joy filled words in my life!

"Rise up this mornin',
Smiled with the risin' sun,
Three little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', "This is my message to you..."
Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."   Bob Marley





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Tuesday, October 25, 2011

God's Child...

"From the fullness of his grace we have all received one blessing after another..." 
John 1:16 NIV 

Eva's baptism, Daddy's birthday: October 23, 2011.

Eva's Godparents, Aaron and Kendra (Luke's cousin and wife).
Eva wore the same dress beneath her gown that Marie wore when she was baptized.  The gown was worn by my father, myself and my siblings, and all our girls.
Now she is God's child...
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Monday, October 17, 2011

These first days...

These first days have been such a blessing, such a gift.  There has been a lot of rocking, and cuddling.  Lots of kissing a brown little head.  Sisters have been in awe of this tiny sister, they call her "Littles" which is what Josie called Sarah when she came.  We have been enjoying the joy of it all...  It has been so different from Sarah's birth and that makes me a little sad.

We have been home, we haven't left.  Eva's first official outing was church yesterday morning.  We have been spoiled by wonderful friends bringing meals over.  We have been smiling, and sighing, and crying just a little.

This is so wonderful.  I look at Eva in awe, it's hard to believe she's really here.  The months of hoping, praying, carrying her and she's arrived safely.  Praise God!

On Thursday I got sick and had to go to the doctor.  I delivered Eva with the stomach flu and my defenses were down, recovery is tougher this time.  Thursday I had a fever and the doctor said, an infection.  Thanks to the antibiotics I am finally beginning to feel like myself.  It's been hard to not feel good when I want to just enjoy this blessed little window of time before life really picks up again.  I want to savor each and every one of these first hazy baby days.  And of course they have been bittersweet.

She is so beautiful, and she looks just like her sister. We prayed.  Josie prayed, and I prayed before she was born.  "Lord, let her look a bit like Marie".  Maybe with dark hair.  so that Eva in the coming years will have something to tie her to her sister.  She can say, I wasn't here when Marie was but I look like her.

And God answered the prayer, as He always does.  Eva looks so much like Marie my heart catches in my throat sometimes when I look at her.  What I wouldn't give to see them together... and I will.  I just have to wait for Heaven first.

Marie, March 2007
Eva...

We are just taking it easy, getting to know this new girl and enjoying this all as much as we can.  I don't know how it happened but I am just incredibly humbled by how much my Father has blessed me. 
The blonds...
Little monkey...
His arms are full...  Bittersweet. We wish that chair was more crowded.  There's still room for Marie there...

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Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Evangeline...

"Look how she lights up the sky
Ma belle Evangeline
So far above me yet I
Know her heart belongs to only me"

October 8, 2011. 2:34pm. 8 lbs, 14 oz. 21"
Evangeline; Latin.  Meaning the good news, the Gospel.
Lucile; Latin.  Meaning: light.
Our new blessing... 
"To someone as beautiful as she
Who loves someone like me
Love always finds a way, it's true
And I love you Evangeline".  
                      Ma Belle Evangeline.

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Friday, August 26, 2011

Fingerprint Friday...

There is a song by Steven Curtis Chapman that says:
I can see the fingerprints of god
When I look at you
I can see the fingerprints of god
And I know its true
You're a masterpiece
That all creation quietly applauds
And you're covered with the fingerprints of god

So look around you and see where YOU can see God's fingerprints. Is it in nature? Kids? Animals? Where do you see them?  Visit Beki at The Rusted Chain to join in!

My Fingerprint happened this morning.  In the busy of getting Josie off to school and setting up Sarah's big girl toddler bed for her birthday Luke was putting the crib back together.  Taking off the rail making it a toddler bed and putting on the rail making it a baby bed.  He raised the mattress and stepped back calling me to come and see the finished work.

As I waddled down the hallway to him big with what is most likely our last baby the look on his face was my gift.  The smile and the look in his eyes as he watched me walking to him carrying his baby that he'd just put the crib together for is one I want to remember forever.  Because I know by that look how much I am loved even if my farmer struggles with the words.  His eyes tell me....  and God's fingerprint is all over that.

Seven years, four little girls, joy and sorrow, a life built together and so much still ahead of us.  Everyday in my prayers I thank God for Luke...

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Friday, July 29, 2011

Fingerprint Friday...

There is a song by Steven Curtis Chapman that says:
I can see the fingerprints of god
When I look at you
I can see the fingerprints of god
And I know its true
You're a masterpiece
That all creation quietly applauds
And you're covered with the fingerprints of god


To join visit Beki at The Rusted Chain...

God's Fingerprint... well, it's these girls.  His Fingerprints are all over them.  In Josie and her old soul, her worry, her being such a big girl and such a little girl all at the same time...


And His Fingerprints are all over Sarah, the surprise baby that we didn't know how much we'd need.  He sent her to save us, to pull us forward, to make us laugh, to give us strength.  He made Sarah just for our family and we are so blessed by her...

Simply, we are blessed.  By the three girls we have been given and the opportunity to welcome this fourth... just so incredibly blessed.

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Wednesday, March 09, 2011

Happy...

Things that have made me happy so far this week...

A little silly in Daddy's chair...

Fruit, washed and ready to eat.

That we even have fresh fruit in early March, and that I have clean water to wash that fruit in.  We are blessed and I am thankful.

Strawberries... God really outdid Himself when He made them.  And my 30 plus year old Pyrex bowl from an old home-ec classroom in the early seventies.  They are invincible.


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