UNITE the Bloggersphere Link-Up

Too often there is are divisions in the world. Rich/Poor Educated/Not Educated Black/White Funny/Serious Attractive/Not so attractive Haves/Have not’s etc. etc.   Sadly, divisions can also take place with people of faith too.  (i.e. Non-Christian vs. Christians.  Denomination vs. Denomination. Doctrine against Doctrine.) I read an article the other day that states….. 98% of what Christian bloggers […]

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On The Edge Of Faith. Afraid to Jump. Where Our Foster Daughter Finds Jesus.

She sits on the edge of diving.  Diving into a world foreign to what she knows.  She waits.  Hesitates.  Wants to know…. Is it real? Will this hurt me? Can I really be….something other than what I have been being? And I see the war.  So tangible. Waking me in sleeping hours, to help her fight […]

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When the World DOES See color. And Transracial Adoption

I would love to think the world is a painting. Blended together with strokes of grace. Intertwined with a great array of flavor. Each pallet magnificently complimenting the other… But it just isn’t so. We are not a mixing bowl…as I would like to think…. Adoption has taught me. My youngest, African American daughter, exposed…to people, […]

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When God Calls. And Son Returns Home Again.

He sits upstairs. Strumming. Quietly. Bellowing through this mom space.  Notes filling….all that’s been lost.  This last year.  Without him. And why is it.  Letting go is easy in words or theory?  But, when left.  Alone. Without son. Or spouse.  Or home.  Or any last resort.  Letting go is the hardest thing to do? And wondering […]

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Spring Cleaning. Marriage.

We have been through a lot. Twelve kids now.  An engagement that lasted shorter than our vows. And a Christmas tree that looked more like Charlie Browns.  Nineteen years ago.  Free.  That first year.  When we had absolutely no money. And, if marriages are like roller coasters….ours went round and round.  And at times, upside down.  […]

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What does it Means to be a “good” Mother? 11 Children Later.

What does it mean to be a “good” mother?  I have often asked and wondered. Going into parenting, 19 years ago, I was oblivious to it’s description. I boiled rice. Burnt toast. Struggled with the all night need to rock and hold my babies.  And not sleeping, of course. I had no idea how to wash […]

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