Longing for a Miracle

While traveling this summer, we witnessed the most beautiful double rainbow that stretched from one side of the road to the other. We tried to take pictures from every angle, but never could truly capture the beauty that was hanging over us. We even saw a couple of cars pulled off on the side of the road, trying to get an even better photo.
Nick had fun shooting picture after picture of this message from God. Above is one photo he took.
Rainbows speak to people whether they are Christians or not. You just can't see one and not think of God and His Promises. I wonder how Noah felt every time he saw a rainbow after surviving the flood and then enduring a heavy rain. He had to feel great relief that once again he wasn't required to load up a huge boat with every kind of animal and then set sail for over a month with no land in sight.
I long for such a personal promise....some kind of sign that what my family is enduring now is only temporary.
And I long for a miracle for my sweet Nick.
We had such a good day yesterday....he even got in the pool for a little while. We played a board game and laughed and laughed, and then we built a campfire and Nick came out and sat in a lawn chair and was in such a good mood! It was just like the old days!
But when bedtime came and I watched Nick struggle to stand up and get his balance to walk upstairs to his room, I was flooded with the reality of his illness.
I wonder if Noah was ever flooded with reality after landing the ark and realizing that his family was "on their own" to start a new earth. I am sure they had friends whom they loved that were not worthy of the ark. I am sure they had fears of where to begin in their new venture. That rainbow had to make him smile everytime he saw it!
Last night, I cried myself to sleep. My heart aches beyond anything I have ever felt. Tonight we are driving back to Cincinnati. In the morning, Nick has a physical at 8:30, a petscan at 10:30, and then Lord willing, his first treatment in the afternoon.
Like Noah facing a new world, I am trying to face each day looking up. I have to believe that Noah looked up a lot. Looking for guidance, looking for signs, looking for God's presence, looking for strength. God knew Noah would be looking up. I think that's why He chose to give him the gift of the rainbow.
I am thankful that Noah's gift continues to bless us today. God is a God of miracles.
I will not stop believing that God is still in the miracle business! Please pray for a miracle for Nick.
Looking Up and Expecting Great Things,

Where No Man Wants To Go
That's where I find myself this morning:
Isaiah 43

1 But now, this is what the LORD says- he who created you, O Jacob, he who formed you, O Israel: "Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name; you are mine.
2 When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze.
3 For I am the LORD, your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior;

As I walked past this section of the beach where the ocean waves entered the inlet from several different directions, I could feel my legs weakening at the thought of one of my children being swept into these dangerous currents. The lifeguard further down the beach front explained to me that the current in this area is much like a washing machine, churning and spiraling inward pulling everything down that enters its unpredictable waves.

"Do not go near this section," I warned my boys daily. Knowing the danger and seeing the warning signs, we easily made the choice to stay far, far away.
Unfortunately, in my real life I don't get this option. The churning and spiraling of reality pulls me inward and downward as if life's news is drowning me in fear and doubt. Choosing to avoid life's dangerous currents isn't always an option. There are times when, athough a physical lifeguard may not be on duty, we are thrown into crashing waves where we need Someone to be our spiritual lifeguard....and the good news is that God made this promise in Isaiah 43 when He says, "when you pass through the rivers, I will be with You."

I love the Scott Krippayne's song, "Sometimes He Calms the Storm."

All who sail the sea of faith
Find out before too long
How quickly blue skies can grow dark
And gentle winds grow strong

Suddenly fear is like white water
Pounding on the soul
Still we sail on knowing
That our Lord is in control

Sometimes He calms the storm
With a whispered peace be still
He can settle any sea
But it doesn't mean He will

Sometimes He holds us close
And lets the wind and waves go wild
Sometimes He calms the storm
And other times He calms His child

He has a reason for each trial
That we pass through in life
And though we're shaken
We cannot be pulled apart from Christ
No matter how the driving rain beats down
On those who hold to faith
A heart of trust will always
Be a quiet peaceful place

Yesterday's news with Nick has awakened me once again in the wee hours of the morning with that feeling of panic and dread that can only be subsided by time in God's Word. Upstairs Nick sleeps peacefully with my mom, his future uncertain. The bone scan showed some things that they are unsure about. The reality of the tumors in his brain causes my chest to cave in. Thursday we return again to Cincinnati (a two-hour journey) for a petscan to look at all of the tissue of Nick's body.

I still pray for a miracle. I think of Daniel's 21-day fast, and I contemplate it.....desperate for any way to show God that I am sold out on His love and provision for Nick, trusting only in Him for healing.

I think of Habakkuk's words:

16 I heard and my heart pounded, my lips quivered at the sound; decay crept into my bones, and my legs trembled. Yet I will wait patiently for the day of calamity to come on the nation invading us.
17 Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vine, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls,
18 yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will be joyful in God my Savior.
19 The Sovereign LORD is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he enables me to go on the heights.

I remember the special service at She Speaks where Renee Swope spoke and one by one we came forward with our fears and doubts. As we came, we were handed cards that had been prayed over and God-selected for each of us to receive. My blessing was a card that said I was, "ABLE," and it held the verse Hab. 3:19. I cried as I returned to my seat realizing that God was saying to me, "Tammy, I believe in you. I have plans for you. I am your strength. I will enable you to go on the heights."

So, tonight, as I lay here in the darkness of my living room, hearing only the repetitive breaths of my sweet doggie at my feet, I must make a choice.

A choice to either fear or to trust.

A choice to wait upon the Lord or become paralyzed by anxiety.

A choice to keep walking in faith or be overcome with doubt.

Here is what I know: God's Word is true. God knew Nick before he was formed. God loves Nick. God will not abandon or forsake Nick. God has a plan for Nick. God brings good out of every bad situation. God's promises never fail. God never fails. God's mercy is new every morning.

Thank you, Father, for being the Great I Am, the Alpha and the Omega, the Creator of Heaven and Earth. Who better to care for my son? In Your loving arms I place Nick's future. I continue to ask for and believe that You are a God of miracles and that if Your will can be fulfilled by healing Nick than You have the power to do so. I also, fraily and humbly, realize that Your ways are higher than My Ways. So, God, as my family passes through these waters, my deepest prayer is that You will continue to pass through with us.
In Jesus' Name, Amen
Are you in water over your head right now? Please know that I am praying for you too.
Thank you to everyone who visited my blog and left prayers and kind words. Thank you to everyone who is continuing to lift Nick to His Heavenly Father. I am overwhelmed with thanksgiving.

The Treasure in Seeking

It was our last morning at the beach just a few weeks ago, and I had never gotten up early enough to watch the sunrise. So I decided that this particular morning I would get up early and head to the inlet over which the sun had come up faithfully every morning. My friend's pictures of the sunrise from the day before we amazing, and I just knew I had to see it firsthand.

Of course, as God would have it, the sky was filled with clouds. Dark, thick clouds covered the entire inlet corner from where I knew the sun would be rising! As I sat there, I couldn't help but think that this was not an accident. God wanted me there on this morning and this morning alone, because He had something to say to me that was very personal. So, I sat and watched the clouds. I watched and watched wondering if eventually the sun would be up overhead and I would never even know when it popped over the trees in front of it. And then it happened! Small pieces of orange and yellow started to appear from within the clouds. I was witnessing the sunrise in spite of the dark clouds! Many people stood around on the beach looking up at this site, and I felt that many might be disappointed that they were up early and not seeing the magnificent sunrise of an uncloudy day. My heart was pounding as I wanted to scream across the bay, "This sunrise is for me! God is reminding me that His Son still shines on my cloudy days!" Don't be disappointed. Be thankful! We have a faithful sun that rises in spite of the weather, and we have a Faithful Son that rose to get us through all types of weather! Oh, it was a great morning for me!

I will forever be thankful for this treasured sunrise.

Just a few days before this, I had been reading in Proverbs 2:

1 My son, if you accept my words and store up my commands within you,
2 turning your ear to wisdom and applying your heart to understanding,
3 and if you call out for insight and cry aloud for understanding,
4 and if you look for it as for silver and search for it as for hidden treasure,
5 then you will understand the fear of the LORD and find the knowledge of God.

Later that same morning, I walked past this shovel standing alone in the sand of the beach and couldn't help but recall the words of Proverbs that said in order to find the knowledge of God we must "search for it as for hidden treasure."

Oh, God speaks. He speaks through cloudy sunrises. He speaks through solitary shovels. If we are seeking, we will find treasures! Treasures from God. As I sit here in the wee hours of the morning praying earnestly for Nick's health, I am seeking peace. I am seeking God's healing power of my son's body.

I know that God has treasures in store.

Psalm 63:6-8 says,

6 On my bed I remember you; I think of you through the watches of the night.
7 Because you are my help, I sing in the shadow of your wings.
8 My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me.

Tonight I am seeking God's right hand to uphold me. I know He will be faithful.

Clinging to the Thumbs Up!!

If you have never been to Nick's website and scrolled down through his story, you may not know that in 2006 we began taking pictures of friends and family with their thumbs up after Nick's successful surgery.

About four weeks later, my mom was driving on the interstate to our house for Nick's radiation treatments to begin and saw this cloud above the trees. She saw the entire hand but by the time she searched her purse for her camera while driving at full speed, she was only able to get the top half. I told her the whole promise of God's presence was meant to be seen by "her eyes only," but I am so glad we were all able to see a portion of it!

This past winter a week before Nick's MRI that showed yet another tumor, a dear friend of mine just happened to be with me in Columbus when her daughter called from Illinois to share about the ultrasound picture of her baby-a perfect thumbs up! She had no idea I was with her mom at the time!

Many other miraculous things have happened with a thumbs up and with other symbols of God's presence in our lives.

I cling to these as we await a critical day for Nick tomorrow. He has a bone scan at 8:15 a.m. in Cincinnati. The results of this test are extremely critical to Nick's prognosis.

As we wait, we trust God for strength, hope, patience, peace, love, mercy, grace, and protection.

Thank you for praying for Nick with us.

With my thumb up,

Blooming Where We are Planted

Psalm 62:5-6

5 Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from him.
6 He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.

I awoke this morning at 5 a.m. and felt that very familiar feeling of dread and panic that has been waking me up quite often lately. The verses above are a couple I memorized during one of Nick's MRIs a year or so ago, and I turn to it often when I am feeling "shaken" by life's events.

As we finally drove to Cincinnati early this morning for Nick's appointment, I found myself falling in and out of sleep and when I would wake up I would whisper prayers.....prayers for hope and for strength.

It was good to see mom smiling through the window of the unfamiliar hospital. There's nothing like a familiar, smiling, loving face to make a lot of fears wash away. Where would I be today without my mom?

As we rode the elevator to a new hematology/oncology floor, it almost felt surreal. Nothing looked the same as Columbus. No recognizable nurses, doctors, security guards, receptionists.....we were strangers---visitors.

Sitting in the waiting room, I still felt out of place and sad. Was this really Nick's lot in life? Why? Why? Why? But then I could hear the whisper, "Why not?" After all, the rain falls on the just and the unjust...who am I to feel the right to be spared what any other parent in the room was facing as their hearts looked just as sad as mine?

When they said, "Nicholas," and we followed our nurse to the place where Nick would be weighed and measured, once again I had this feeling that we did not belong here. But as we ventured through the maze of hallways, she appeared very friendly, and by the time we arrived at Nick's room, we were all smiling and even laughing a bit. She told us that Nick was already quite popular there and that he had already been spotted in the lobby by someone who was expecting them. She then said that they may have to move us to a bigger room, because so many people wanted to meet Nick. Sure enough, they moved us to a bigger room and brought in four more chairs! Nick didn't know what to think.

We had to revisit Nick's past by starting from the very beginning of Nick's journey with cancer and telling in detail his life over the past 6 years. It was tough recollecting all of those memories and not breaking down at the reality of what Nick has lived, but we made it through. When Dr. Falaudi entered the room after our time with a nurse practitioner, she immediately hugged us all and was glad to meet us. She was precious. After two hours of consulting with us, the team from Cincinnati joined hands with me, mom, Tim, and Nick and we prayed together. Then we took a few pictures (of course), and we left to go eat. While having a late lunch, Mom, Tim, Nick, and I all took turns sharing what we thought about the decisions that had been placed before us.

We felt peace with one of the choices and decided to go back to the hospital and go ahead with the signing of the papers in order to speed up the process of beginning Nick's treatments.

The tough part was knowing that we would now be traveling to Cincinnati instead of Columbus for Nick's medical needs. We are all struggling with that. Nick even said on the way home, "I sold my soul to Cincinnati." He was having a hard time thinking about not seeing all of the nurses and doctors that he has grown to love over the past 6 years......so was I.

I want to take Nick to Columbus soon to visit everyone. I think that will be good for all of us.

Basically, Nick will begin a treatment that consists of an IV every three weeks. I cannot remember the name of the medicine, but we felt this was best option for Nick in order to prevent him from needing a picc line and in order to keep his "quality of life" at a level that is not depressing. We will reevaluate in about 6 weeks after we see if this new treatment is stabilizig and/or shrinking the cancer.

Like a flower that grows in an unexpected place and yet blooms beautifully, we want to take this time in Cincinnati and "bloom" into whatever it is that God wants us to be while we are there. I told Nick we will soon know nurses and doctors names. We will become familiar with hallways.

We will bloom petal by petal.

As for our dear doctors and nurses in Columbus, WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We will miss you with every inch of our heart, but we will stay in touch. Please keep praying for Nick! He has a long road ahead of him.

Tonight, my eyes are heavy. But I wanted to send this before I went to sleep.

I love you all so much!

Please keep praying for Nick.....he is nervous....we definitely felt the prayers today! Thank you so much! I'll write more soon.

Psalm 33:21-22 21 In him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in his holy name.
22 May your unfailing love rest upon us, O LORD, even as we put our hope in you.

Reaching to the Son

Ps. 92:12 The righteous will flourish like a palm tree.....

I looked up from my lawn chair one day in the Bahamas (on Nick's Make A Wish Trip-believe me, the Bahamas wouldn't normally be a vacation option for our family) and this was the view above my head! I just had to take a picture! It took my breath away! The palm branches so beautifully shading me, but at the same time, the sun was shining through the leaves so purposely.

I couldn't help but think of my life as a Christian, striving to reach toward the Son everyday and how in striving Jesus somehow manages to use my life to shine through for someone else in spite of my bulky branches. He is like that! He takes what we have and He uses it! He shines through when we reach toward Him!''

So as we leave early in the morning for Cincinnati Children's Hospital for a very critical appointment for Nick with a new doctor, my prayer is that God will continue to use us to share His love with those we meet along the way and that He will receive all of the glory!

Thank you for every prayer for Nick. Thank you. God bless you all!

Psalm 139

1 O LORD,you have searched me and you know me. 2 You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar.
3 You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways.
4 Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O LORD.
5 You hem me in—behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.
7 Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence?
8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea,
10 even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.

11 If I say, "Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,"
12 even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
13 For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
16 your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand. When I awake, I am still with you.
Tonight, I reflect on a moment during Nick's Make A Wish trip when I took a picture of my feet in the sand. I was just taking random photos and never thought that I would come back to this picture as a reminder of the vastness of God's thoughts! I am amazed more and more every day at just how powerful and loving and all-knowing God truly is!!!! Thank you for every prayer!

Psalm 77 Comforts Me

1 I cried out to God for help; I cried out to God to hear me.
2 When I was in distress, I sought the Lord;

at night I stretched out untiring hands and my soul refused to be comforted.
3 I remembered you, O God, and I groaned; I mused, and my spirit grew faint.
4 You kept my eyes from closing; I was too troubled to speak.
5 I thought about the former days, the years of long ago;
6 I remembered my songs in the night. My heart mused and my spirit inquired:
7 "Will the Lord reject forever? Will he never show his favor again?
8 Has his unfailing love vanished forever? Has his promise failed for all time?
9 Has God forgotten to be merciful? Has he in anger withheld his compassion?"
10 Then I thought, "To this I will appeal: the years of the right hand of the Most High."
11 I will remember the deeds of the LORD; yes, I will remember your miracles of long ago.
12 I will meditate on all your works and consider all your mighty deeds.
13 Your ways, O God, are holy. What god is so great as our God?
14 You are the God who performs miracles; you display your power among the peoples.
15 With your mighty arm you redeemed your people, the descendants of Jacob and Joseph.

16 The waters saw you, O God, the waters saw you and writhed; the very depths were convulsed.
17 The clouds poured down water, the skies resounded with thunder; your arrows flashed back and forth.
18 Your thunder was heard in the whirlwind, your lightning lit up the world;the earth trembled and quaked.
19 Your path led through the sea, your way through the mighty waters, though your footprints were not seen.
20 You led your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.

My Heart is Aching
God knew that today was going to be hard for me................I am sure that is why He laid the words to "Praise The Lord" on my heart this morning in bed.

I needed the words to that song to carry me through.

Nick's pediatrician wanted to talk to me today about Nick and about his pain, so I drove to Ashland (30 minutes away) all by myself (Tim was already gone to golf with our son Todd) to see her. I had several friends who offered to go, but I kept feeling the Spirit say, "Lean on me...not on others."


When the nurse put me in a room that I have sat in so many times with Nick and I waited for Nick's doctor, I couldn't hold back the tears. When she came in, she held me forever while I cried and cried and cried and cried. We had a good visit. OH, I love her so much.

Tonight you can feel the tension in our house. Everyone is so uptight. I feel like all of our kids are edgey, Tim and I are edgey, and nothing feels right.

"Find rest, O my soul, in God alone................" That is my prayer.

Praising God
Tim and I were talking in bed this morning, and he told me he had been praying but his prayers kept running into something. My mind started hearing the phrase "up against a wall." It brought back the memory of a song from my childhood that I could not remember very well. I could hear bits and pieces of the melody and a few words, so I told Tim what I was thinking and HE REMEMBERED THE SONG!!! We lay there and quietly said the words to the chorus together. I wanted to share the song with you. I hope it will help you like it is helping me.

Avalon - Praise The LordPraise The Lord By Avalon
Praise The Lord - Avalon
When you're up against a struggle
That shatters all your dreams
And your hopes been cruelly crushed
By Satan's manifested schemes.
And you feel the urge within you
To submit to earthily fears
Don't let the faith your standing in
Secede to disappear

Praise the Lord.
He can work for those who praise him
Praise the Lord.
For our God inhabits praise
Praise the Lord.
For the chains that seem to bind you
Serve only to remind you
hey drop powerless behind you
When you praise Him

Now Satan is a liar
and he wants to make us think
That we are paupers, when he knows himself
We're children of the King
So lift up the mighty shield of faith
For the battle must be won
We know that Jesus Christ has risen
So the works already done

Praise the Lord.
He can work for those who praise Him
For our God inhabits praise
Praise the Lord.
For the chains that seem to bind you
Serve only to remind you
They drop powerless behind you
When you praise Him

Praise the Lord.

What else can I do today but praise the Lord?! He never fails. His mercy is new every morning. He will not abandon me. He will not forsake me. His promises are true. He is faithful and just. His ways are not to harm but to prosper. His ways are higher than my ways. He is the Good Shepherd, the Provider, the Comforter, the Protector.

I have to praise Him.

Thank you for every single prayer for our family. Thank you.

My Email Today about Nick
Dearest, Dearest Prayer Warriors,

I write this with great fear that anyone who reads it may in some way lose their faith in the power of prayer. I have had the entire day-and believe me it has taken the entire day-to come to grips with what we are facing and now share with you.

First, Nick's MRI was at 6:30 this morning.

The results were definitely far from what we desired. Nick has a tumor growing somewhere behind his ear that is inoperable. He has another tumor (or bleeding) on the top of his brain, and it appears that there may be some cancer in the bone of his vertebrae. I hope I am saying this all correctly.

Second, at this point there is no surgery scheduled. He will have a catscan in two weeks in Columbus to see what is going on in greater detail.

Until then, Tim is feverishly contacting other medical facilities and doctors to get other opinions.

I have gone from crying to not being able to walk to everything in between. Right this minute, though, all is well. Nick and my mom are in our pool. Nick is a little depressed about the news, but he is once again taking everything with his great spirit. I don't think he grasps the depths of the news....he just knows that we are waiting for some phone calls. Seeing him in the pool makes me smile and for today I will embrace this smile.

Thank you to ALL of my friends who stopped by to spend time with me throughout the day. THe hugs and prayers meant the world to me.

Thank you, Cynde, for sitting with me this morning while I waited for the call and for dealing with me as I went through every emotion imaginable.

I will write more later. I want to go spend time with Nick in the water.

I love you all and Tim and I still believe that God is working in ways that are higher than our ways.

I keep telling myself that He was not surprised at the news we received today, and He is still on His throne loving Nick and smoothing the rough road ahead of us.

What more can I ask for?

With love and thanks for every prayer,


Joshua 1:9

As I sit here tonight by the light of a simple lamp, I see photos on the wall that bring back fond memories of yesterday. I see my coffee cup holding my late-night burst of energy, and my son's Bible that has been passed down from my oldest son to my youngest........but more than anything I see.........


Yes, I am just being honest. Every photo is glimmering with a fine layer of dust. The lamp shade is hemmed in a circle of dust bunnies......my coffee cup looks suspiciously willing to join the other dust-lovers around it, so I drink with caution by wiping the rim before making contact with my lip. I dare not even wipe my hand across the Bible for fear that it too has been overtaken by earth's neverending supply of


Oh, the power of dust. It pulls me into a spirit of discontent. As it does, I am reminded that Adam was made from this very substance, and many men repented by covering themselves with this very thing that annoys me..........so God must see some value in this thing called........


But as I search the Scriptures, I realize that while we were created from dust and we will one day return to dust, we were created in God's image giving us power over it!

And then I recall Psalm 30,

1 I will exalt you, O LORD, for you lifted me out of the depths and did not let my enemies gloat over me.
2 O LORD my God, I called to you for help and you healed me.
3 O LORD, you brought me up from the grave; you spared me from going down into the pit.
4 Sing to the LORD, you saints of his; praise his holy name.
5 For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime; weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.
6 When I felt secure, I said, "I will never be shaken."
7 O LORD, when you favored me, you made my mountain stand firm; but when you hid your face, I was dismayed.
8 To you, O LORD, I called; to the Lord I cried for mercy:
9 "What gain is there in my destruction, in my going down into the pit?
Will the dust praise you? Will it proclaim your faithfulness?
10 Hear, O LORD, and be merciful to me; O LORD, be my help."
11 You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,
12 that my heart may sing to you and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give you thanks forever.

Oh, the dust that surrounds me may seem to be overtaking my life, but praise God, it is only


My late night tears of yesterday, my dismay and constant cries for mercy are heard by God.

And dust............it just sits there.

There is no power in dust!

Oh, God please turn my sackcloth into joy!

Thank you for showing me dust, so that I could remember how much you love me even now.

Quiet Time that Transcends Time
For years I heard countless messages about the importance of reading my Bible every day and praying more than just before meals or as I lay down to sleep.............

and for years, I felt guilty.

Because as much as I loved God, there was always something that I needed to do............."and then I will start having quiet time with God," I would think to myself.

Days slipped into weeks which soon became months settling very discreetly into years. Taking care of babies, raising toddlers, running children to and from sports and lessons, reentering school for myself followed by a career.............all noble acts in the world's eyes, but something was missing.

Quiet time.

Years ago when our daughter died, life stopped for a season and turning to God in a deeper way seemed logical and necessary. But soon, the wheel of life began to turn again until it was once again rolling at neck-breaking speed. I turned around one day to discover that with the movement of life's wheel I had also moved God back into His little safe box. Church, a few devotionals from time to time, and prayer as needed. And once again something was missing.

Then Nick was diagnosed with cancer. Not once but six times. Each time has sent me spiraling, but each time has brought me closer. Closer to where God wants me. Closer to His throne.

Now, my time with Him is all that matters. Everything else can wait. The box that God was in now contains my laundry, my bathrooms, my dishes...........everything that came before Him. As I type this, I scan my bedroom and have to smile. Stack of books, an unpacked suitcase, so many things that use to seem so significant sit and wait patiently for their turn in my list of "to do's." And I'm okay.

Because in the end when I stand before Him, I just don't think he'll care if my sink is empty or my laundry is all clean.

No, I think He wants my heart..............emptied of this world and clean!

So, my days now demand to be started with Him...............my thoughts constantly swirl to Him...........my heart forever yearns for Him................and my life is totally committed to Him.

Matt. 6;25-34

25"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? 26Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life[a]?
28"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? 31So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' 32For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.

Seeking Him Daily,

Home Again......on My Front Porch
I have been computer-less this past week, so I have missed being able to share life with all of you.

I wanted to post a very quick note to let you know that Nick had a great time with his brother Todd and friend Caleb while we were at Myrtle Beach. I am so thankful that we had this opportunity to once again take Nick away from "his problems" and have some fun!

Last night, after we had unpacked from a week-long trip and 10-hour day of driving, I made coffee and ended up on our front porch watching our neighbor's fireworks display. In the distance, I could see other fireworks going off in all directions. It was beautiful!

It felt good to be back home. There is no place like home, is there?

I am thankful for so much in spite of the uncertainty each day holds......when I find myself becoming overcome with fear, I whisper the verse, "When I am afraid, I will trust in You. In God whose Word I praise. In God I will trust. I will not be afraid. What can mortal man do to me?" Oh, I love this verse so much!

I have a huge writing assignment to do for our county schools, so I will be consumed for the next week or so. I will try to post small comments when I can. Once I get this finished, I am anxious to reconnect in a much more personal way! I love you all so much! For now, I will be thinking of you all......from my front porch!


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