By: Ginger Hughes When God gave me you… He knew my heart would swell to overflowing. He knew I’d love you from the sight of those first pink lines, the sound of that first heartbeat, the feel of those first kicks. When God gave me you… He knew my heart would break into a thousand … More When God Gave Me You
You didn’t know I held you in the night. You woke up to go potty and called for me. You were so sleepy that once you finished I picked you up and carried you back to your room. You instantly fell asleep on my shoulder as I walked the short distance back to your bed, … More When Time Stands Still
Hair pin turn after hair pin turn, I sucked air threw my nose, holding it for several seconds before releasing it along with either a prayer or a plea for him to “please slow down.” In his defense, he wasn’t speeding. But still, I was afraid. We were on our way back to the little … More Between The Valley And The Mountain
I never thought I’d be divorced. This thought wasn’t born from arrogance, but from naivety. We often accuse children and teens of having a “that will never happen to me” attitude, but honestly as adults, we tend to have the same mindset at times. We often think our marriage is strong enough to overcome this. … More When God Holds The Pen
To the one sitting alone in church, I’ve been you. In fact, there was a time, when I sat by myself week after week and month after month for quite some time. And it was hard some days. I grew up going to church. That’s what we did on Sundays, and we always went together … More To The One Sitting Alone In Church
Last year during Wednesday night church activities, our little girl made an Advent calendar. The calendar had 24 vacant spaces to affix beautiful, yellow stars starting on December 1st and going through Christmas. Every day she looked forward to placing that yellow star just so on that calendar. A few days before Christmas, she came to me teary-eyed. “Look, Mama, … More One Star Short Of A Perfect Christmas
Is your JOY turned upside down, backward, and hanging on by a thread? Mine is too some days. This past weekend, we put up our Christmas tree. The kids were excited and eager to begin hanging ornaments. In my son’s haste (and inability to read!), he pulled out an ornament and happily hung it on … More Where Is My YOJ?