Love is all you need

Tomorrow we are going to celebrate the birthday of my first born, my peanut, my little love. 6 years? What? I can’t even process that right now. It was yesterday at this time I was laying in a hospital, waiting, and waiting and waiting for something, anything to happen. Yesterday.

Today one of her friends dropped by. Her best friend. The first thing out of Lilla’s mouth was to remind her that her birthday was tomorrow. Her friend replied, “Oh, we haven’t gotten you a present yet.” Lilla’s response? Classic Lilla, “That’s ok. The best gift is love anyway.”

And the most amazing part? She really means it. It’s right from the heart. She wasn’t trying to finagle or manipulate, it just rolled off her tongue. Beautiful words from a beautiful little lady.

Luke 6:45 The good man out of the good treasure of his heart brings forth what is good; and the evil man out of the evil treasure brings forth what is evil; for his mouth speaks from that which fills his heart.

Happy birthday baby! May you be surrounded with love your whole life through!


As homeschoolers, every Thursday morning we attend a co-op made up of about 80 families in our area. It ranges in ages from baby to senior in high school. All different types of classes are taught to the children, like art, foreign language, gym, science, the list goes on and on. It’s nice for Lilla as she gets that social interaction in a classroom setting every week.
The parents are all a part of teaching the classes. My bestie and I teach a class on photography for 5th graders. This is our first year so we are stumbling through it, but apparently the kids like it a lot and may be learning a thing or two as they go.
One of the children in the class, a young man, has some different learning and behavioral issues he is learning to overcome. You know, we all have different ways of learning and coping, his just seem a little more pronounced in a classroom setting.
Anyway, we are working on a project with the children to give to their parents as Christmas gifts. Last week we were going around the room asking the children what their parents would like a sign to say made of up letters. Some said faith, joy, family, the kids all came up with something different.
When asked what this particular boy’s mom would like he first of all struggled and then said, “She’d just like me to leave her alone.”
It’s one of those moments you kind of just stop and try to catch your breath to say the right thing. You don’t know what to say.
I’ve thought about that moment several times since then. Even this morning as I was washing the dishes and Lilla came up for no reason but I could tell she wanted something. I was rushing to clean and just said, in a hurried way, “Lilla, if you need something just tell me.”
She said she didn’t need anything and just walked away. I thought back to this young man and wondered if my own children felt that way. As though I just want them to leave me alone.

Sometimes through a particularly hectic day, when I am frazzled and pulled in a million different ways, that does feel to be the truth. However, I don’t want them to ever feel that way. I want them to feel loved, cared for, at home in my arms.
I’m thinking of ways to make them feel that way today.

My 5 year old and the gospel

This morning, as I was finishing my hair, Lilla came in the bathroom as she had to “go”. She was silent for a moment and then this conversation took place:
Lilla: Mom, God hates sin.
Me: He does. How do we know that?
Lilla: The Bible says it. He hates sin every little bit.
Me: That’s true.
Lilla: And he loves us so much. He loves us so much he died on the cross. He died a lot on the cross for us.
Me: He did die on the cross, but we have hope. Do you know why we have hope?
Lilla: Because He rose again. He told everybody that He would and He did. The bad guys didn’t want Him to and didn’t believe Him when He said He would, but He did.
Me: Now that’s the truth!

Think your 5 year old can’t “get it”? Yes they can!
Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these. Matthew 19:14

This Girl

This Girl is full of life and questions.

This girl is full of energy, not requiring a nap since she was one!
This girl gave the gospel to all the kids in Awana on Wednesday.

This girl marches to the beat of her own drum.

This girl says she wouldn’t want a giraffe (her favorite animal) because they would eat all our leaves.
This girl says it makes her sad to think some of her friends don’t have daddy’s that live with them.
This girl has us all happily wrapped around her little finger.


Years ago, when I was in grad school, I got the brilliant idea* to have someone take an itty bitty needle to my back and draw on it. No amount of Irish Spring is taking that purple and pink away.
Clearly, I am an adult with two pregnancies under my belt now and my lower back is covered for the most part. I’m always saying, “No one wants to see none of that mess.” Which, is probably pretty close to being accurate. But, I digress…
The other day I was leaning over to pick the fruit loops off the floor when Lilla and I had a conversation that went something like this:
Lilla: Mom, why is that butterfly on your back?
Me: Because I was a moron that thought it would be a good idea. It wasn’t.
Lilla: Why not?
Me: Because it is permanent. I can’t ever get rid of it. Once it’s there, it’s there. I wish I had not done that.
Lilla: Even when you die?
Me: Yep, even when I die. It will never go away.
Lilla: Well, maybe when you die it will go away.
Me: Nope, it is going to be there even when I die. It’s forever.
Lilla: Well, maybe not. We are going to get new bodies when we get to heaven and maybe your tattoo won’t be there then.
To which, of course, my breath was taken away. You see, if we are in Christ, she’s right, someday we will have new bodies. All the imperfections and mistakes will be taken away. No more tears or hurts or spur of the moment grad school tattoos.
For our citizenship is in heaven, from which we also eagerly wait for the Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, who will transform our lowly body that it may be conformed to His glorious body, according to the working by which He is able even to subdue all things to Himself.

Phillipians 3:20-21

Thank you Lord, for giving me this lovely child to remind me of your mercy and the promise of heaven!

*Just to clarify, I’m not saying all tattoos are moronic. Mine was not well thought out. At all. For something so lasting, not so bright.

One Special Day

Today we are celebrating

It’s been five years since all 7 pounds, 7 ounces of her arrived with a bang. She came out all reddish with lots of dark hair. She’s was firey from the start!
Lilla is more full of life, laughter and courage than any other five year old I’ve ever known. My good friend Carrie always says she’s never known anyone like Lilla, and a truer statement has never been said. At her 5th birthday party this weekend she was the only one her age that had no trouble strapping on a vest and brandishing a gun, playing laser tag in a dark room, having the time of her life. The other kids her age were saying “see ya later!”, but that’s just not Lilla. She goes in haunted houses and laughs at the “monsters”. Where she got that from, I’ve no idea, but I really do love it about her. She always says, “I don’t have to be afraid, God is always with me.”

And that’s my prayer for her today, that He will always be with her. And she, she will always love and follow him. She will know His power, bring glory to His name and know He is really always with her. There is nothing to fear.
Joshua 1:9 Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go.

Happy 5th Birthday Lilla, we love you more than you could know.


As the days draw closer to my peanut turning 5, she is getting more questions concerning what she would like for her 5th birthday. I started giving the old stand-bys, Barbies, doll clothes, books, movies…the normal response you’d get.
After one of these calls for ideas though I decided to ask Lilla what she might want. Yes, novel idea you know!
I must admit, her response surprised me, “Whatever Grandma and Grandpa get me will be just fine.”

I actually had to take a moment to process. Whatever they get me. WHATEVER they get me.
No demanding. No long list. No toys r’ us catalog filled with circles and X’s.
My heart just melted as I realized what a heart of gratefulness looked like.

Isn’t that what we all want from our children, our acquaintances and ultimately ourselves? I do. And I’m so grateful for a (very) soon to be 5 year old reminding me what it looks like.
1 Thessalonians 5:18 Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.

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