March 21, 2014
His name is Jason.
He’s in his late thirties.
He has just weeks to live.
His body is riddled with cancer,
But his heart abounds with hope.
We had the privilege of meeting him as we were anxiously packing up Jim’s hospital room to head out to yet another scan. Cataloging a litany of appointment dates & times, scans, blood-work, diagnostic tests, and clinical abbreviations — the hospital rooms are where we “huddle-up” as a family to call the next play and plan the next move now that the cancer’s back, aggressive, and starting to spread.
Jason graciously entered our world after Jim had endured a very difficult night, and was having trouble keeping food and water down due to some medication. And as the nurse reviewed his final release instructions, Jim interrupted her “Wait a minute, I want to give away the flowers.”
He does this.
Every time he leaves the hospital, he gives another patient the flowers that have been sent to him so they can enjoy them too. I’m surprised he remembered the whole flower thing because he’s so drained and feels so sick.
The nurse responded, “I know the perfect person.”
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March 2, 2014
She’s away at college.
She’s got a heavy study load this semester in addition to the navigating through of all things college life.
I get this text from her yesterday: So I wrote a blog.
She doesn’t have time to write anything other than what’s required of her, so I know this is big.
I read it, cry and then…I THANK GOD.
Thank Him for “circumstances” that cause us to cling to the TRUTH.
Thank Him for reminding me that He’s in control and I’m not. » Read more
February 26, 2014
It was just a response to an email I sent the day before.
Or so I thought.
It was all about business initially until he said this – “I wanted to say that I went to your website and followed the links to read about Hunter and your story. I just wanted to say your testimony is amazing and what God did through ya’lls lives through Hunter’s disease is incredible.”
After I finished reading the rest of his message, I went to my website. » Read more
June 6, 2013
I could tell by the look on his face that something was terribly wrong. My heart began to pound as he stumbled over his words and struggled to share the news. Countless thoughts erupted from every corner of my mind in anxious anticipation as I waited — not knowing what to expect…
But I never expected to hear the “C” word.
Through one connection or another we’ve all been touched and terrified by this fearsome foe.
We don’t like the way it sounds rolling off the tongue. It’s the demon that takes loved ones causing unimaginable pain, dread, and anguish. So when he told me, I was shocked and scared. But not for long. » Read more
March 31, 2013
I was invited to participate in the Good Friday Together event held at the First Niagara Center. (On Good Friday) Overwhelmed by the invite and the verse I was given to share…I prayed a lot. Actually, I freaked out and prayed a ton.
It was an extraordinary event.
To see how God the Father packed that arena for the praise and glory of His Son – well, words fall short. It was like a glimpse of what worship in heaven might be like – every tribe, tongue and nation – hearts full being poured out in uninhibited worship for the King. Absolutely unforgettable. His presence was tangible. His people – ONE in Him and for Him. » Read more
March 27, 2013
I know it’s true but sometimes (well, often) I forget.
They don’t belong to me.
I don’t own them.
They were His long before I even knew them and they’re still His.
Maybe it’s because they’re flesh of my flesh that I feel this way.
Like I have some sort of say in how their lives should be – a claim to what kind of future they will have and what that journey should look like every step of the way – because… » Read more
January 11, 2013
The best way to share this is to just tell you what happened — the way I remember it.
But, before I unload I preface all of this by first telling you that I’ve prayed hard and long about what to share. And I trust that God has given me the right spirit and words.
If you watched the local news stations (either last night or this morning) you might have heard part of the story. If you missed it — here’s a link: » Read more
December 16, 2012
To a lost, wayward, messy and confused people…
He is still the WAY.
To a people consumed by lies, hypocrisy, deceit, and contradictions…
He is still the TRUTH.
To a dead, sinful, depraved, desperate, hopeless, and helpless people…
He is still the LIFE. » Read more
September 11, 2012
On the way home from dropping the girls off at school this morning I was listening to Fox News on the radio. Today is the 11-year anniversary of the 9/11 attacks on the United States of America. As they shared portions of the actual footage from that dreadful day I couldn’t help but cry and remember. Here’s part of what I wrote eleven years ago:
Where were you on September 11, 2001? Like most Americans I imagine that you can probably recite where you were and exactly what you were doing when the horrible terrorists attacks on our country began to unfold. The morning of September 11th at approximately 8:40am I boarded a USAir flight out of Buffalo heading to Albany. Our flight landed at Albany airport at 9:35am and we all deboarded the plane with absolutely no knowledge of what we would come to find out. I will never forget the overwhelming sense of fear and sorrow I felt as I watched the horrific acts of hate on the United States. » Read more
April 21, 2012
I’m not a movie critic.
What I do here is share my heart. And that’s what I feel led to do after seeing, “The Hunger Games.” Whether you agree with me or not (and most of you might not) – this is my opinion and I feel strongly enough about this to share it publicly. In doing so, I invite criticism and comments – as I do with everything I choose to write about here.
I should’ve read “Plugged-In,” A Focus on the Family Website that reviews movies. I should’ve known that if the world is eager; bursting with anticipation, the movie is probably not for the follower of Jesus.
I could have suggested a different movie around the same time. I could’ve chosen not to blow off my oldest daughter’s words before we walked into the theater, “I don’t have a good feeling about this Mom.” » Read more