White Lace and Promises

White Lace and Promises

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Take the Brokenness and Give Thanks

I'm daily filling the JOY JAR.
Small papers are sometimes dropped more than once a day.
Thanksgiving breeds JOY.

One, two and more and I am joy-filled.

I've been reading the book by Ann Voskamp,
One Thousand Gifts.

One thought that presents itself over and over is 
to take the pain that is given and give thanks. 

Jesus knowing the cross was before HIM, 
took the bread, broke it and gave thanks.

And I remembered...

Palm Sunday, March 23, 1975,
a broken body and broken hearts.
Cries of a dying little boy and tears and gasps of a family who waits. 

A few days later,
Baby brother, baby boy is gone.
In a hospital room, a mama takes the bread of brokenness and gives thanks.
Pain nonetheless, but thanksgiving for a Christ who was willing to take our pain to the cross.

Breaking bread and giving thanks.

In the Bible, thanksgiving always proceeded a miracle.
Mama's miracle, a vision of baby boy walking with Jesus along the crystal sea,
all because she broke a saltine cracker and drank the grape juice.

Fast forward one week, 
the night before Easter.

Like the disciples, we huddle together and grieve.
With a broken heart, Daddy takes the broken bread and gives thanks.
Maybe not yet for his own brokenness, but in Christ 
for being broken that we may know wholeness.

A baby brother, a baby boy is gone.
A Preacher-daddy and his now three children,
we take the pain that if given and we give thanks.

Today, I fill a vintage planter with kisses.

and they spill everywhere!
My first thought is to utter, "Ugggh."
(Maybe I did, on second thought.)

And then I remembered, 
Jesus, broken and spilled out
after He had given thanks.
The miracle?
The Ressurection.

Everytime I walk by the candy-filled planter, 
I will pause and give thanks. 
Because He lives, we may live also.

Saturday, January 24, 2015

Baking Cookies With My Boy

If you follow me much, 
you know that I am no Susie Homemaker.

I like to move things around,
make rooms pretty,  
but keep me out of the kitchen.
I can mess up the easiest dish.

Even refrigerated chocolate chip cookies. 


1.  Open the package.
2. Cut the refrigerated

3.  Roll into little balls. Let Connor man think he's really making cookies.

4.  Shhhh.  Take a bite of cookie dough.

5.  Yes, you can have another one. 
Don't tell mommy, okay?
Our secret.  HeeHeeHee

6.  Bake (not done)
7.  Bake again (burnt)

Ok, ok. Now you know.

Baking sheet $0  
Refrigerated dough-$2
Time with my little man- Priceless!

Thursday, January 22, 2015

Hometown Airstrip with the Boys

I counted a total of 4 weeks in December and January 
that I was able to spend with my children. 
I think that's the most we've been together since 
my nest became empty in 2003.

In my small town, we have a very small airstrip.
Connor is a Dusty fan so he's all about planes. 

I can't begin to tell you what joy it was
 to see the awe on his little face.

No one was standing by for take off so
we took the liberty to walk around.

This was his first look into a real plane.

He wanted to get in so badly.

He called this one, "Dusty."

It was freezing and raining so it wasn't long
before we headed back inside.

I just love this picture, Connor holding hands with his Grandy.
Three boys together, a Kodak moment!

Inside he found a book of Dustys.

Of course, Grandy had lots of stories to tell 
about where his daddy grew up.

I opened the door to his house last week 
and the first thing he asked was, 
"Where's Grandy? Can we see the planes?"

Grandy enjoyed his first little girl while they were home.
Now, he's ready to hold his newest little girl.
She was in the NICU the last time he saw her.
I asked him when he was ready to go.
He said, "Now!"

This is our most recent picture.
I can't believe how much she's changed.

Happy Thursday!

I think I heard the prediction of snow in tomorrow's forecast.

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Maybe a Little Rant

This is not a rant, I promise!
Well, I guess it may be
a little rant
in a nice way.

I like to read different blogs.

I admit to having a connection with some
more than others.
I think that's only natural.

There are some really great blogs out there 
with 1000+ followers and I love to read them.
There are the published one and those who
use their blogs for income and have 
oodles of comments to one post.
I certainly don't begrudge that.  

That's wonderful!
Although that is not what my blog is about.

Okay, I don't know how to make a long story short
but I'll get to my point.

When I'm reading the blogs that have lots of ads, 
it takes forever for the posts to come up.
The little circle thingy goes round and round
and I finally give up and go on to the next blog.

I probably miss some really great ideas because of this. 

Is there an answer?

If it's something on my end, please let me know.

If there's not, well
life is just too short, not to BE HAPPY!

And these little one sure make me smile.

So, I'm not gonna spend much energy fretting over it.
Just wondering.
Be happy and tell me what you really think.

Nothing can steal my joy.