Dad I miss you We go on family vacations I miss you We make new memories I miss you We go to baseball parks I miss you We play games and laugh I miss you I’ve cried myself to sleep some nights I miss you I’m realizing I’m a lot like you I miss you… Continue reading I miss You
Mommy and Me Jump rope Work out Mommy, what is Hell like? Is it scary? Who is Jesus? Why did he come to Earth as a baby? Sometimes kids ask the hard questions and it can be easy to say, I don’t know and move on. What if we lost opportunities to share the gospel… Continue reading Mommy and Me Jump rope
When I entered this world, You were there. My first day of kindergarten, You were there. Tryouts for the jump rope team, You were there. I had no friends, You were there. Left my uniform in my locker for my first basketball game, You didn’t laugh at me, you cheered for me. Many disappointments and… Continue reading Mom is Always There
"Keep reading Mommy!" I heard my son say as I paused when I lost my spot for the third time today while reading The Horse and his Boy by C.S. Lewis. Quickly I tried to find the last word I read. Today it was not fast enough for my four year old. Then, mid-sentence I… Continue reading Dyslexia Doesn’t Define Me
“Give your future to God.” I heard this while sitting in a pew halfway down the aisle, surrounded by friends. The pastor went on to say, “Not just with your words, but your whole being.” Hmmm, that really hit me. Here I was, a young woman just out of college but holding onto my future… Continue reading Unexpected Gift of Drumming
"Ouchie, it hurts, it hurts! I don't want them to put the things on my head. Ouchie, it hurts! Make it stop, Mommy, make it stop!" my daughter says in between screams. We just made it to the hallway leading to the entrance to the hospital. My daughter kept screaming and there was nothing I… Continue reading An EEG and God’s Peace
While abiding in God's word this morning, I hear faintly from my precious 2-year-old daughter's lips. "Jesus loves me this I know, for the Bible tells me so. Little ones to him belong, they are weak but he is strong. Yes, Jesus loves me. Yes, Jesus loves me. Yes, Jesus loves me. The Bible tells… Continue reading Abide in Him
In the dark of the morning, I rocked back and forth in the chair that I used to rock my babies to sleep. I decided to do something different. At the end of my quiet time, I prayed a big and bold prayer: “Dear Lord, I pray for my son, that you would give me… Continue reading Pray Big
Rocking slowly, I paused to take a deep breath of the fresh mountain air. A wave of excitement came over me while I took in the beauty of God in his creation. Completely surrounded by a lush green forest I heard a sound and kept looking to see what it was. It was coming from the… Continue reading Waiting on God
While singing in church this morning I heard a young voice singing as loudly as he could, and it brought joy in my heart. That's the thing about kids: It didn't matter if he didn't get every note just right. It didn't matter that other people might be listening. He didn't seem worried if it was cool or if he was in the right stance. He was just a child singing to God, praising our Lord and savior. No barriers, no concerns, just singing straight from his heart.
Anna Marti 