The Post My Mama's Been Waiting For

A week of quiet on this blog is like a year to my dear Mama. :) Life is going on, I promise, but it's in the midst of tears. It's not sentimental mush that make the holidays so hard when loved ones are missing from the table. It's those precious memories of what a person added to the celebration, added to your life.

I'm so thankful God's grace has restrained me and kept me afloat! He's given me much compassion for others who are suffering right now, and He's given me The Little People to speak His truths at just the right time.

Just last night I was tearful while changing Claire's diaper (no it wasn't that bad!) and she asks,"Why are you crying, Mommy?"

"I'm just missing Michele."

Without pause, she admonishes, quite emphatically, "Why?! Her with God!"


Truly, our God, in the midst of sorrow and affliction, blesses our days with such evidences of His grace, that it's hard to not praise Him, praise Him, praise Him.

Sweet baby feet hanging over the bed...does this make anyone else's heart HAPPY?

Saw this in a magazine and loved the idea. Warning: Don't do this if you have Littles and don't want to see them climbing the counters every half hour. :)

Chief Cake Thief (Cap'n grabbed bits of cake when he thought we were too busy playing Farkle to notice. And yes, we were. For just a minute. :))

Awkward attempts at a sleeping position and SERIOUS droopy drawers. But, I'd rather look at a diaper ANY DAY than a grown man's boxers while his pants are at his knees! 

Victim of siblings' love for dress-up  Resident Pirate

The only type of photo I can seem to get of our Ink Slinger. He makes me wish I had taken every logic course ever written (if you're the Mama of a little boy, there's your warning. Get going.), and he keeps me laughing. While going through the check-out at Wal-Mart yesterday, "The Sexiest Man Alive" headline caught his eye. Not missing a beat, he says, "Oh well, I guess there's no need to keep trying for that one."  

Over the past week, we've had a septic tank emergency and praised God for His many mercies to us in that little crisis. We celebrated His past goodness to us with our Rejoicing Feast. We've worshipped with the saints and have known the blessing of good words and the prayers of others interceding for us. We've had the privilege of providing for others as they are in the midst of their own suffering. We've battled our flesh and lost over and over. We've tasted God's grace and forgiveness. We've been reminded daily to give thanks in all things. 

Thank you for your continued prayers, and I ask you to please pray for my Mom as she faces the first Thanksgiving without my Dad. Please pray, too, for Michele's family. Oh, she was the glue that kept everyone together. She made the memories. Please pray for much comfort for her family as they feel the emptiness of her absence.

And if everyone is around your table, and you've known no sorrow or heartache of late, praise the LORD for His mercies and remember to treasure every moment for the gift of the mountain top. If you're in the valley, thank the LORD that He makes it impossible to not praise Him because He daily showers us with so many gifts! Thank Him, too, for the spiritual growth that only comes from His refining fire.

Happy Thanksgiving!! May your hearts overflow with endless praises to the LORD!

Much love,

Trisha