Just Jesus
What will that look like?
Much like Disney World with 22 people or a move from one home to the next there is a preparedness that comes from experience, and another that comes from experiencing the unknown.
Read MoreYou don’t know Jack, I mean Jesus
I love to be asked to pray for people. I am happy to do it. And I ask people to pray for me… and I hope they do it. But here is my battle cry, I don’t know Jesus better than you. I am not closer to Him than you. Here is the truth:…
Read MoreThe Road Home…
It is imperative for me to have a plan. This is the stumbling block to my deepest faith. I need to know. I need a plan. As I aimlessly wander about I am in desperate need of a plan. Honestly, I wish I believed in fortune telling. If I knew precisely the end result, I…
Read MoreYour Sister in Christ, A. Butthead
The other day we saw a television program on co-sleeping. My husband, Justin went on a mini rant. “What is wrong with those people?” he barked. “That is twisted. Why would you want all those little people in your bed?” he wandered off and I heard him murmur, “Weirdos.” I don’t have the energy to explain…
Read MoreFrom Where I am Sitting…
One of my favorite stories of our oldest, Maggie took place when she was about four. Maggie was all hairbows and bugs. She has always just done her own thing. And for as long as I can remember people would say to her, “OH! You look just like your daddy!“ And I guess … she…
Read MoreChristy
I am over at christymobley.com today. This woman is BRILLIANT. I am honored to be on her site. She is the epitome of cool. Check out my post on her GORGEOUS site. May your floors be sticky and your calling ordained! Love, Jami
Read MoreAbby-McDonald Guest Anticipating Grief…
My husband walked the floor with the little cherub. She was perfect. All of our last foster placements were boys. It was a joy to have this doll baby in our home. And we came to serve, not be served. But the truth is, I had wanted a little girl for a long time. Not…
Read MoreHere’s how it’s gonna be….
Our four-year-old son Sam is a riot. Perhaps because he is so much younger than our four biological children, he is used to being the center of attention. He is accustomed to his demands and commands being heard and implemented. We all roar laughing when he says, “Wisten to me, here’s how it’s gonna be….…
Read MoreBy No Means…
Simply stated: Ugh. When I say we didn’t sleep – we were up from 1:15-6:00 am with a raging lunatic toddler. What is that? Do little people not know the agony associated with this enormous gap in normal sleep habits? Granted, he was … gassy? Teething? Hates us? And everything we represent? Who knows.…
Read MoreA Design More Grand
Have you forgotten about an ambition you had, a dream?
He hasn’t…