Admittedly it’s just a piece of metal. It twists around easily on my finger during these cold months and sticks tightly in place during summer. It’s used to dishwater, kneading dough and forming meatballs. The gold has worn well, is still shiny. The diamond attached still sparkles in the sunlight.
It’s More Than the Book
I wish I were the hero of this story, but I’m not. My husband is.
Happy Birthday, Brother!
From a little boy who ate ice cream too fast, memorized baseball card stats, and turned any event into a ball game, he grew to be a man.
Did I ever foresee how the one who knew just how to push my buttons would one day have his own two sons to push each other’s buttons?
His fascination with sports, his competitive spirit have not dimmed, but his devotion to his family has superseded even those.
Any day now, he will welcome another precious baby to the home that he and his wife have created.
But this day is about him, about celebrating another year of a life that he lives for others.
Happy Birthday, brother!
The Love of My Life
Eighteen years ago today I married my Prince Charming.
Together we began a journey that has seen my love for him increase year by year. I fully credit the grace of God and years of prayer by my faithful parents for my being blessed with such a wonderful husband.
At the age of 22 I was in no way wise enough to realize all that I was getting when I married my college sweetheart. How could I have known his strength of character, his work ethic and drive to excel and the untold ways he would show his love for me?
The smile that captured my heart never revealed the man who would stand beside me at the grave of our first daughter nor the father who would play “tickle and tackle” on the living room floor with our girls. To continue to learn more about him, to spend the rest of the years I am given as his help meet and friend will make for my “happily ever after” ending.
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In Honour of Mom
What one word do you most closely associate with Mother? As Mothers’ Day approaches and I spend a few extra moments thinking about my own mom, what comes to mind first is sacrifice.
- Her will. My mom willingly submitted to my dad as the leader of our home and set a great example for my brothers, sister and I as to how a good marriage should operate. She taught us to love and respect my dad by the way she talked about him and responded to him.
- Her needs and wants. Mom would put our needs ahead of her own. I know there were many times when she could have bought things for herself, but she would rather one of us children have a new outfit or follow some new interest instead. She always made me feel like it truly brought her joy for us to have the best rather than herself.
- Her time. She always met our physical needs, making sure our laundry was done and our meals were prepared. No matter what activity we were involved in, we knew my mom (and dad as well) would be there to support us. While I didn’t participate in sports, my brothers and sister did and they could count on mom being at every game and cheering enthusiastically, being there to comfort if they lost or congratulate if they won. I’m sure the hours are countless that she spent praying for each of us and, now that we are grown, our children as well.
- Her ambitions. I believe that my mom loved being a stay-at-home mom. She totally dedicated herself to us and laid aside any ambitions she may have had for herself to devote herself to rearing us children.
Proverbs 31:28 says “Her children arise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.” Today I call my mom blessed and thank God for the mom He gave me.
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