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Generations of Beauty

“But let all who take refuge in you be glad; let them ever sing for joy. Spread your protection over them, that those who love your name may rejoice in you.”
Psalm 5:11 (NIV – emphasis mine)

Remember my dear friend Amber and her adorable belly?


She is admittedly one of the most photogenic people I know, but her beauty really radiates from far deeper than her skin. She loves her Lord with her whole heart, and it shows.

Well, with a very happy heart I’m telling you that…with four active little boys at home…Amber welcomed a baby GIRL into her family today!

Haven Addison is precious.

Like her mama, Haven’s beauty comes from being made in the image of her Creator.

Her name means refuge, and the verse at the top of this post is my prayer for her, that she will always find her refuge in the arms of the Almighty God, who created her and loves her completely.

Welcome to the world, sweet girl. You are so loved.


He Mends

February, though the shortest month, can feel the longest when you live in Michigan. If it’s been a cold, snowy winter, cabin fever can really kick in during this terribly-long-though-short month.

And in 2013, February was a very hard month.

I remember standing in the driveway shoveling snow and crying, because it was just hard. Not because it was cold and snowy. But because I wanted to quit…

I was at the end of my rope emotionally with one of our kids, and spending 24/7 with that child through homeschooling and just being together was making me want to quit.

I wouldn’t say it was a clash of personalities as much as it was a battle of wills. And a collision of sin natures.

It was mom vs. child, and no one was winning.

Every day, we’d fight. The emotions would escalate. I’d yell. He’d yell. We’d both cry.

And I’d end up shoveling the driveway and daydreaming of running away to a tropical place and sipping a smoothie on a beach somewhere. Alone.

Let me just say, it’s not the healthiest place to be. But those people who tell you to “enjoy EVERY moment?” They probably aren’t living in a February like that one.

That spring and summer, I seriously considered sending him to school. I was really pondering if I should quit homeschooling. I wondered, if I continued, would I sacrifice my sanity?

I realized that I could send him to a school for 7-8 hours a day, where the teachers would have to deal with him. We wouldn’t have to work through our obvious interpersonal issues, and we’d never reach the heart of those issues. It would be “easy.”

Short-term easy, anyway.

Can I just say that I’m glad that season is over? And I’m 100% confident that my decision to keep homeschooling was the right one.

The child and I had several come-to-Jesus talks. Lots of apologizing and trying to get it right. We each had to decide to act like Jesus wants us to toward each other. And we had PLENTY of practice time throughout our days together.

Our relationship, though imperfect, is sweeter than I could have guessed two years ago.

He surprised me with this painting on Valentine’s Day. I cherish it, because it reminds me that God did a great work of grace in our relationship. He mended us.


He Redeems

Four years ago, Amber and I started a study together. Every Friday, we would get together and discuss God’s Word and His design for wives. Our many small children would swarm around us as we opened our Bibles and sipped our chai lattes.

As we challenged each other, and kept each other accountable…as we shared our hearts and did life together…we forged a deep friendship. Of all the people in the world, Amber is one I know I can confide in, count on, and confront if needed (and I know she’ll do the same for me).

Through the highs and lows of life we have walked these four years.

It was a simple question I asked her not too long ago: “What was the date when Carter came home?”

They’re in the process of adopting a little boy, and I wondered about the official date of his placement in their home.

And that is where I want you to join this story of God’s redeeming love.

Let’s back up to three and a half years ago. Amber found out she was pregnant with their third child. Of course I was thrilled for her! She had two boys…would this one be a girl or a boy? The joyous anticipation began.

But she didn’t ever find out baby’s gender, as she lost him or her to miscarriage on October 6, 2011.

It was a sorrowful day.

The months to follow were hard. She longed for another baby, and yet her womb was empty.

She knew she should take down the crib and move her 2nd son into a “big boy” bed…but she couldn’t bear to see the nursery empty. Every time she walked by, she was reminded that there was supposed to be a new child bringing life and joy to that room. It was a season of weeping.

Did God forget her?

“I say to God my rock,
‘Why have you forgotten me?
Why must I go about mourning…'”
Psalm 42:9

I have a vivid memory of hugging her, crying, and reminding her, “God has NOT forgotten you. He hears your cries. He knows your heart.”

Sometimes when we can’t stand on our own, we need our brothers and sisters in Christ to hold us up and remind us of the truth.

Well, much to everyone’s delight, after months of prayer, God granted her wish for another baby, and a beautiful baby boy was born in May 2013.

That same fall, God planted in her heart the desire to adopt a blue-eyed, blond-haired baby boy.

The process was long. Lots of paperwork, training, home visits. They thought he would come home months before he actually did. They didn’t expect delays.

But it was God’s perfect timing. Because when I asked Amber that question…”What day was Carter placed with you?”…she had to go back and check. And she re-checked, just to be sure.

In those details she saw that God is truly the God of love. He cares so deeply for her, he wants to so completely heal her heart, and he redeems.

Carter was brought home on October 6, 2014, exactly 3 years after her miscarriage.

God redeemed that day and gave my dear friend a reason to rejoice on a day that used to hold only sorrow.

What can we do but praise Him?


(Epilogue: I am eagerly awaiting the impending arrival of Amber’s baby #5…hoping that her four boys will gain a sister, but not going to be surprised if another little guy joins the crowd. If you’re wondering, she’s about to have 5 kids ages 5 and under!) :-)

In the Waiting...

I think of the Israelites, camped at the foot of Mt Sinai for 11 months, after their journey from Egypt.

Those 11 months were full of important events: hearing from YHWH Himself, receiving the 10 Commandments, experiencing consequences for rebellion (remember the Golden Calf debacle?), building the tabernacle, consecrating the priests and Levites, etc, etc.

But all of these important events were just preparation for the life God had for them in a better place, the Promised Land.

The anticipation of knowing something better was coming…the agony of waiting…the quiet doubts…the everyday tasks that can become mundane when our focus isn’t on God…

It resonates with me in this season of life.

At the beginning of this year at BSF, as we studied Moses’ willingness to do whatever God asked, I felt an anticipation of something coming. I affirmed my commitment to doing what God asks of me, going where He pleases.

It was exciting, knowing that His plans are better than ours. And I just had to be willing and watchful.

Honestly? I thought maybe He would call us into full-time missions. We’ve enjoyed three trips overseas to encourage some very dear missionary friends. Would He ask us to join them in Eastern Europe?

He hasn’t. Not at this point, anyway.

I am still in the waiting. I am still sitting at the foot of Mt Sinai, knowing something good is coming. Trusting that HE has better plans than US.

And the waiting is hard, unless we fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith. The one who created us, loves us, died for us, and has good plans for us.

In this season of waiting, this is my anthem:

Nourished...and the winner is...


Thanks to those of you who entered to win a copy of the new book Nourished, by Becky Johnson and Rachel Randolph.

The contest ended at 5pm on Monday the 9th, and I used to find our winner.

Drumroll, please!!!




Jesse P, you are our winner!!!

If you didn’t win the book and still get a chance to read it, I’d love to hear your thoughts when you’re finished!

Thanks for playing, friends!

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