Timeless Moments

There are moments in life that, by their very nature, seal themselves into the fabric of time. There's a new baby in the family and he is my Godson.

I was the first know he was coming. Joe's whispered words to Roman and the matronly glow on Ruth Ann's face said it all. The elation that comes with the news of new life is one of those time capsules, but something about this baby made me particularly excited.

In the nine months of waiting for Judah, I couldn't help but anticipate his arrival. It was a supreme delight to be able to share that time with my brother and sister-in-law. I missed most of Ruth Ann's last pregnancy, and it was such a gift to watch their family grow together.

To feel Judah's strong legs as he punted Ruth Ann's stomach. To be there through the donut cravings and movie napping. To catch the small moments of play between a mother and her unborn son. All joys, but for some reason the joy seemed to be multiplying without bounds.


It wasn't until later that I discovered that God has been preparing me for the journey as Judah's Godmother. The new anticipation is for Judah's baptism, for him to enter the Church and see a new stalwart soldier for Christ added to the numbers of the faithful.

Throughout these nine months Judah has been close to my heart and in my prayers. All of me hoped that I would be asked to be his Godmother, but Joe and Ruth Ann have so many amazing and faithful friends, that I was reconciled to the fact that I might never have been called into duty in that way for their family. God has a funny way of doing things HIS way though.

I am called upon to say YES, to enter into the task of aiding Joe and Ruth Ann as a prayer warrior for their family. This world is plagued with uncertain times in an uncertain society. God continues to pour his grace out to those who ask for his aid. The prayer on my heart today is not for myself, but for my 10-day old nephew. May he grow strong and wise and be full of the joy of Christ, that he might be salt to the earth and shine Christ's light to the world.

Little Roman?

Doors are not enough for an ingenious mind.

I put my nephew, Roman, to bed a little while ago. A practice that I quite enjoy, particularly the antics of climbing out of bed just to see how far down the hall he can get. I played the game myself, many years ago.

Roman and I are buddies. I make up games just to get him to fall on the floor laughing. Though he's becoming increasingly harder to entertain, he has one of those ingenious minds.

• I used to be able to make him laugh by saying a word... like "floppy." Believe it or not, he and I laughed for an entire afternoon because of that word.

• Then there was the day that I did basketball drills for an hour. Very good for fitness.

• Another great game was named "Urch" where I would pick Roman up and run as fast as I could and suddenly turn around saying "Urch!"

• Then it developed into a version of hide and go seek... where if I could run fast enough to hide myself I would sneak up and surprise him when he ran past my hiding spot.

• After that, I'd run away and he'd follow me, so it turned into a game where I basically ran back and forth.

• NOW I'll hide and he'll forget that I'm hiding...

It's time to make up a new game.

Love's Unfolding Story

For many years I have struggled with the idea of making decisions. It's possible that I have made several decisions in my life, but the idea of decision making is still something that is hard to grasp.

When you are in the midst of a situation where a decision must be made, how do you know if you're making the correct one? What happens if you make the wrong decision?

These and many questions swirl through my thoughts as the pages of my life tell the story of someone I'm still getting to know. Each decision I make reveals a little more of who I am. Looking back on decisions challenges me to be better than I thought I could be.

Decisions seem to loom before me, and each one becomes harder and harder to make as I strive to discover who it is that God created me to be. I am confident in one thing, that the Father created me out of love and he created me for fulfilled joy in Him. I can only pray fervently that the Holy Spirit will grant me his peace through the many decisions of my life.