Favorite Quote

Here is one of my most loved quotes from A. W. Tozer. It inspires me to keep going and remember who it is I live for. I hope  you love it too.


Too often, we give God only the tired remnants of our time. If Jesus Christ had given us only the remnant of His time, we would all be on our way to that darkness that knows no morning. Christ gave us not the tattered leftovers of His time; He gave us all the time He had. But some of us give Him only the leftovers of our money and of our talents and never give our time fully to the Lord Jesus Christ who gave us all. Because He gave us all, we have what we have; and He calls us “as He is, so are we in this world.’ -The Crucified Life

Til Next School Year Ladies

We have been finishing up so many of our group adventures these last two weeks. You would think that means that we have tons of free time ahead of us but it seems like all the empty spots just keep filling right back up with other joyous things for us to do!!

I was blessed to be able to have a goodbye breakfast potluck for one of my bible studies.

This is my homeschool momma’s bible study group.


This is just the beginning of all the food that was brought and shared!! It was so yummy and every dish was created (or bought) with love :)  I must have gained 5 pounds just sampling a little of everything!! My teens and my friend brought her teens, and there was food left over!! That is how abundantly blessed the morning breakfast was!! Thank You Jesus!!

Here is a picture of all but 3 of the ladies in our group.


Love these sisters in Christ so much!!

We all love to encourage each other so much in the Lord that we never even got past prayer and munchies!!

So much for planning next year’s bible study!! Ha ha ha!!

Just a quick peek at what my daughter and her friend made while we chit chatted.


They went outside and collected daisies…


Remember making these??

These two girls are so wonderful!!

I hope you have the most blessed day my friend!!

May the Lord shine on your day and give you joy!!

family table

We always have dinner at the table.

We wait till everyone is there and seated before we start.

We hold hands and have family prayer. Dad starts, then each of us gives thanks or praise for something that happened during our day.

Then we can eat.

We talk or play a game,  usually charades or the ungame. Some days we continue the game after dinner.

Then you ask to be excused.

You push your chair in and take  your plate to the sink.

Dinner is over.



At our house, I like to think of dinner as a time for getting to really just relax and communicate.  Not “how was your day son?” and the typical teen response “fine.” Wow.  Learned a ton about him there. No, I mean more like “Hey, that new game you got, how are  you doing at it? I saw you really ringing up the points! Looked hard really hard to me!!” Then let him try to answer “fine” because I will just keep pulling more out till you are having a conversation with me!  I can really listen to my kids and find out what they are really interested in, a new video game, a new song, a craft they found they would like to try, or cookies they might want to create this weekend. My husband and I sit across from each other. This gives 2 kiddos his ear and 2 kiddos mine. They feel heard on many levels. Some days we just have fun and bond together. We play silly games that do not require pieces just maybe a card to read. Questions like: What color reminds you of the person on your left and why?

Here is one of the  silly games we play at our table. We have a little pail of questions that we pull out randomly then we all have to answer.

Here are some of the questions in our pail:

Why do you think God loves us so much?

What is your favorite joke?

Can you describe the most beautiful place you have ever visited?

When  you think of God, how do you picture Him?

Is there anything  you are afraid to try or do, and if so, what are your fears?

What have we done in the past that you would like to do again?

If you were given one chance to travel back in time, what event would you like to see?

What is one thing you prayed about today?

If  you had a robot, what would you have him do and why?

If  you could change 3 things about yourself, what would they be?

Is there anybody in history that you have read about that you would like to meet?

Where should mom and dad go for their next “date”?



I never really thought about how different everyone’s dinner routines are.  I was learning that some of my friends thought it was odd that I insist when guests come for dinner I have them included in the prayers.  I make sure kiddos set the table. Everyone participates from conception till completion at our dinner table. I just figured that was the norm.

My friends homes had rules not at all like mine. Some , the rule at their home is to have the kids be silent and only mom and dad can talk. Some didn’t think that manners were important at all (oh in my house they are!!). Some of them only have family dinner for Christmas and Easter. So many different families with so many different styles for dinner.

Who knew something as simple as a dinner table had so many various norms?


It struck me that it is kind of like being a Christian isn’t it? We all practice and have the same basic “table” or bible but we all treat ours differently. Some just “eat” there on Sunday, holidays, or with appropriate company. Others sit there at the table but use it only for themselves, they never invite others over to “dine” with them. I have seen the homes where the table is just there to look pretty. We need our homes to have tables that are openly used and have plentiful “food”.   God’s Word is manna, or food, for the soul. It is through daily feeding on the Bread of Life that we obtain the strength that we need for the trials ahead. It is by having God’s Word in our hearts that we keep from sinning against Him. Jeremiah said “Thy words were found and I did eat them: and Thy Word was unto me the joy and rejoicing of mine heart” (Jeremiah 15:16)  The bible also says in Deuteronomy 8:3 ” Yes, he humbled you by letting you go hungry and then feeding you with manna, a food previously unknown to you and your ancestors. He did it to teach you that people do not live by bread alone; rather, we live by every word that comes from the mouth of the LORD.”  It is also  written in Romans 10:17 that
“Consequently, faith comes from hearing the message, and the message is heard through the word about Christ.  Putting that all together to me means that we should not only consume the Word of God, but we need to share it with each other, have a welcoming and well used “table” in our homes.


There is no better place to start, than at our own family table.



Have a blessed day friend!! Hope you have a wonderful day at your family table!

heartbreak of miscarriage

I was talking with a friend the other day who has recently  miscarried.

She was asking me, since I have had a few, how I handle it.

She is just so full of sorrow and the pain is so fresh.


” I don’t know.” I answer.

“You just do, for as long as you can then, you cry. You pray. You cry some more. You serve the blessings that are here with you on earth. Do for others what you cannot do for your baby. Go on with life and your loves for as long as you can.  Then something happens or a day comes that reminds you of your missing baby and you cry again. You pray. You cry some more. You then serve the blessings the Lord has given you to care for here on earth. Do for others what you cannot do for your baby….”


I felt sad saying that to her. It is true for me though. I just deal with it daily. My first miscarriage was so long ago, yet it feels fairly new. You see your other children doing things and wonder what that child would be doing right now if he or she was here.  How would that child look, more like me? Would they love cooking, computers, WW2 stuff, airplanes, cars, hiking, skateboarding, bmx bikes, monster truck races, video games, air softing, model airplanes, basketball, soccer…? The personal stuff about them to make each one different is what I dream about. Who they are. So I do for others here on earth, what I cannot do for my child in heaven. I do not know their personality or their loves, so I serve where I think they might have gone or been apart of . For instance, when I go and do things like send a Christmas box to a child in another country, I wonder that if  my child was a missionary there and this was for a member of his flock? Would this help minister with at least one child? When I help send care packages to the soldiers, I wonder if this package  I was sending was for my child,   what would they want or need?  They are always on my mind.


Moses was my last miscarriage.

It was at a really stressful time in my life.

He was extremely wanted.

When he left me I was just crushed. Why could my body not hold him? I was healthy! I did everything right! I DID EVERYTHING RIGHT!!! Why? Dr’s said that the unneeded, ridiculous, crazy person stress I had been a part of before could cause a loss… Now with that all the same crazy in my life at that moment…I knew he was leaving and I …blamed myself for having so much unneeded stress from a source that I should have cut from my life years before! Why was I not stronger for my child!!  Ugh.  That stress,  is another story though, for another day. Moving on! This was my 4th baby in heaven.  Yeah. I did not want to share my grief with friends. I just retreated to myself. I went to my bible for guidance. The Lord has an amazing way of speaking through the words in there. I opened to the story of Moses. The part where the Pharaoh had decreed that all the male babies were to be killed. Moses mother Jochebed, keep him in secret for 3 months!  When she could not  keep him safe and hidden anymore she put him in a basket coated in pitch and set him adrift in the water instead of delivering him to the Egyptians to be killed. Her 7 year old daughter followed the basket. She saw that the baby was then found by the Pharaoh’s daughter and was taken to live in the palace, with the king.

This struck me.

I know that Jochebed must have loved her baby so much!!

She hid her little one for 3 months!! Then when she knew he would be discovered instead of taking him to be killed she gave him a chance by sending him off down river.

She did not send him alone.

Her daughter followed…just in case.

Yes, I have read my bible and I know there is more to this story but bear with me for a little.

My baby, I loved him.

I had him for 3 months.

I did not have the threat of death for him the way of Jochebed, but death did come.

His trip down the “river” or the path to The King, he was watched by his 2 brothers and sister as well.

His final destination was to live in a palace with the King of Kings, my Lord and Savior.

Hence, the name Moses for my son.


At this point I am thinking of Jochebed’s friends, who had children who were then ripped from their hands and  probably murdered right in front of them. What is going through their minds? How are their hearts taking it? How are they breathing? Oh my! I feel this much pain with a child that was in my womb for a few short months, what must their heart be feeling? What about those mothers and fathers in the children’s hospitals who have children age 3 months..4..5..9..13…17..23…37…who have passed on? Oh I am shaking with heartbreak for them. How hard to watch your child slip away from you, in pain or not. My Lord in heaven, what must their pain be?

Again I am brought back to the bible and what has now become my favorite verse:

For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”

Jeremiah 29:11

I took this verse to my heart. God has a plan for me. He had a plan for me to be the mother to 8 children. Four children on earth and four children in heaven for my heart to love.  He does not want to hurt me, just help me grow. I cannot see all that He can. He wants to give me a future. He does not want me to wallow in sadness.

If my child had been 4 when he died, I might never have recovered…or recovered in time to do what I have been doing. I might not be such an advocate for saving babies. I might not be out there trying to rally others onto the mission field! I might not have been there in front of Planned Parenthood that day when this sweet girl I had just had the privilege to meet, chose to keep her baby. Yes, God in all His glory is amazing and wonderful and has perfect timing. He can turn anything that I think is bad, terrible, crushing, repressing, depressing, disturbing, heinous, fearful, rotten, loathsome, horrendous or unpleasant into a blessing. Yes, He is that good!!

Bringing this back to the beginning, knowing all this, I still cry. I still miss what I never got to have. I still have days that are harder than others. The thing is that because of my God, I have good days too. I have quite a few good days! I miss my children but I know that I will see them soon. I will get to hug them and praise God with them. I will get to be the mother of 8, all of us together, at a big table with Jesus!! It is the joy that is etched in my heart that I can only receive through the Lord that gets me going every morning! I am a child of God and my children are with Him. I could not ask for a better place for Daniel, Autumn, Noah and Moses to be while they are waiting for the rest of us in heaven!


How do you pray?

Question seems simple doesn’t it?

How do you pray?

Seriously though, how do YOU pray?

As I was talking to the Lord this morning, I found myself asking Him if I was praying the right way.

Not that I had asked for something in prayer and had not felt I had an answer, no that is not what I mean.

I was asking, if the way I pray is correct.


Now when I was little I had 2 prayers that I prayed at night.

1. Now I lay me down to sleep

2. The Lord’s prayer

That was my choice.

Now I admit, while my children are young they have a similar choice at night but I encourage them as they get older to expand with it. I ask them to add things that they really want to talk to God about. I try to as they get older give them a few days to say their prayers alone to get those needed, personal prayers in there to really start their own personal connection with God. This is not to say that we don’t still pray daily together and before meals. At night as they are about to drift off I just want them to be comfortable with speaking to God.

This means that I personally pray like I am speaking to my Heavenly Father.

No I don’t grab some chips, sit down on the couch and chit chat with The Big Guy.

I mean I hit my knees and speak my heart.

I give thanks.

I repent.

I ask.

I petition.

I give thanks again and end.

I speak with respect but I just put it out there.

“Lord, yesterday was so trying for me. I know I lost my cool and that was wrong. I was hurting that someone could be so cruel to me but I had no right to just be a grump to my family because of it. I feel terrible. I heard the Holy Spirit trying to calm me and I thank you for sending the calming. I am sorry if I disappointed you. It was such a hard day. Please help me to be better for it today.”

Now I know that the Lord has given us prayers in the Bible to pray.

One of my favorites is in John 17:21 (NIV)

…Father, just as you are in me and I am in you, May they also be in us so that the world may believe that you have sent me.”

Yes, I know those are Jesus’ words, but I would love the world to know God by my actions.

What a beautiful prayer.

See Jesus just spoke plainly to His Father.

No set up repetition prayer that is always the same.

No thought involved or emotions evoked in those prayers. To me, those are like tying your shoes, just something you do with no thought just reaction.

 I could be wrong though.

The Bible says this in Matthew 6: 9-15 (NIV)

“This, then, is how you should pray:
” ‘Our Father in heaven,
hallowed be your name,
your kingdom come,
your will be done
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us today our daily bread.
Forgive us our debts,
as we also have forgiven our debtors.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from the evil one.’
For if you forgive men when they sin against you,

your heavenly Father will also forgive you.

But if you do not forgive men their sins,

your Father will not forgive your sins.”

So maybe I am wrong.

Maybe I am supposed to just say prayers that are written out.

Yet my heart says no.

Those are great for the days I feel empty, tired, uninspired yet still want to worship my Heavenly Father.

Going back to the Bible, The book of John is filled with words of Jesus just speaking plainly to God.

John 17:1-5 (KJV)

“1These words spake Jesus, and lifted up his eyes to heaven, and said, Father, the hour is come; glorify thy Son, that thy Son also may glorify thee:

 2As thou hast given him power over all flesh, that he should give eternal life to as many as thou hast given him.

 3And this is life eternal, that they might know thee the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom thou hast sent.

 4I have glorified thee on the earth: I have finished the work which thou gavest me to do.

 5And now, O Father, glorify thou me with thine own self with the glory which I had with thee before the world was.”

Now I do not place myself anywhere near being equal to Jesus, for that is impossible, but I do try to follow what He does.

If He prays in a way of speaking His heart to God, He is my prime example and I should follow in those ways correct?

I kneel when I pray.

I know in the Bible there are many ways people prayed.

“For the choir director: A psalm of the descendants of Korah. Come, everyone, and clap your hands for joy! Shout to God with joyful praise! Psalm 47:1

“The Levites stood and praised the Lord with a loud shout” 2 Chronicles 20:19

“So wherever you assemble, I want men to pray with holy hands lifted up to God, free from anger and controversy” 1 Timothy 2:8

“There he told them, ‘Pray that you will not be overcome by temptation.’ He walked away, about a stone’s throw, and knelt down and prayed” Luke 22:40-41

So many ways to honor and praise Him.

I just want to do it right for He is my Lord and Savior.

I plan on continuing to pray with my heart to the Lord daily.

Just wondering if others do the same.