Dusting off…..

1 year.


Thats a really long time. I kinda think I forgot about my blog..(face palm) But here i am now.. thinking about writing again. We have 7 kiddos, and both job and career changes, in the past year. Heres to writing more:)0817181936c


snuggles & joy

The other day Asher (2.5) crawled into bed with me and let me snuggle… as I relished the sweet moment I realized how my big boys don’t do that anymore. How they want different from me. How they want my ears, not necessarily my lap.


Time rushes by, days zooms into nights and back again… and then I realize.. sometimes I am waiting for ‘perfect’..

Perfect.. kids

Perfect.. house

Perfect.. décor

Perfect.. numbers in our bank

And then I realize perfect is actually right now.

With Selahs feet dangling from the bench during school, when Lydia brings ‘her baby Hannah’ to school –every day- , looking out and seeing Judah ride his tire horse for hours on end, watching Hannah quickly grasp the art of walking and Levi devouring book after book- just for fun.


Recently I was challenged to find joy… and I struggled.. for the first time ever. And was reminded

“….in his presence is fullness of Joy…” psalm 16:11


He desires us to stop and to come to him, when we are busy and life is crazy… and things look NOT so perfect.. he says COME into his presence.. just as I want my kids to come into mine .. how I miss the snuggles.. God misses our quote unquote snuggles to.. when we dig deep down in his word or in prayer.. he want us to be with him…

My goal.. to relish these moments, while leaning on Gods joy.. and spending more time in his presence, and knowing life is good…..



One year ago this month, God introduced to me to the word “rooted”. Without understanding the meaning.. I felt it calling me, I identified with it, I knew it was mine. As I fast forward one year I see how the Lord went ahead of me and prepared the way.. knowing I would need to cling to it to see me though. Throughout the last 12 months the word “rooted” has morphed into so many things.. with one truth that didn’t change…

Where are my ‘roots’.. when all is striped away.. where are my ‘roots’.. when my child is lying in a nicu bed and has stopped breathing.. where are my ‘roots’


When our life goals are pushing us to explore possibilities.. and life as we once knew it slowly begins to change..

Where are my ‘roots’. When door after door is opened for us, only to not have a peace to pursue. Then to be lead down one we question daily.


When for the first time in my life I am surround by people who love me, but feel completely alone, forgotten, sad, where are my ‘roots’.


This year has taught me.. I can not trust my own joy, or my own happiness I must lean and *push* in on Jehovah Jireh {my provider}, for he is where my roots must run deep. When a storm is raging and the tree bends, the roots are what keep it from falling over and dying. I leave 2016 with a storm in my soul, but welcome 2017 that I {we} are still standing. And that My Jehovah Shammah {is ever present} has not forgotten us.

Thankful for our sweet Hannah Faith entering 2016, Selah’s first ballet recital, Judah’s first try at swim team, Levi learning the entire old testament, Asher saying momma, Lydia’s love of baby dolls, Joel’s never ending dedication to me and our children, and God for showing me daily how to dig a little deeper and be so rooted nothing will separate me from Him.


“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me” Philippians 4:13

“Rejoice in the Lord always and again I say, rejoice” Pillippians 4:4

always learning~



hannah faith.

Hannah means Favor and grace.

Today was your dedication. Today we ‘officially’ dedicated you to our Lord. From the moment you were born to a life treating NICU stay when you were days old, to more recently a partial dislocated arm, you our sweet Hannah are Favored. With {already} both Highs and Lows, in your tiny life, we have seen the Hand of God.

Today your daddy and I invited our family to come and stand as witness as we gave you back to the Giver of Life. We thank Him for you, and promise with each breath to Lead and guide you back to Him.

Today your Papa blessed you.

You, our favored child with Great faith, are loved, wanted and prayed for.

love, your momma


inner circle

I only have 6.. 1/2 of what Jesus had..

12 was the number in his inner circle, who demanded his attention, didnt understand him, kept falling asleep, lied to him, stood up for him. 12 men who were completely different.

As I look at my little disciples I see an array of personalities, one soft spoken, one full of energy, one studious, one passionate, one hungry -all.the.time-, one gentle. These 6 little people were all raised in the same house by the same two people, yet all so uniquely created. I daily have to cry out to the Lord for help in leading thier hearts.

Why does so-in-so behave this way, or that? did i fail? did we miss the mark? These are questions I as their mother often ask. But I was reminded of the inner circle of Christ.

For 3 years 12 men, walked, ate, slept, lived side-by-side with Jesus. He lead them both by words and by example, yet each one decide to take his own path.

Peter was the only one who walked on water, John wrote 5 books in the bible, James was the passionate one, Andrew was a missionary, and Judas was the betrayer.

Why did they not all become unweavering, trust without a doubt, christians.. I mean they DID learn from the Master?

Because they were each created to accomplish a task. their own task. Each were given the tools THEY need to succeed in life. Each with a purpose.

Same for my 6 littles. They are raised the same but each are given tools, i.e. personalities that set them apart from the pack, allowing them each to make the a difference, in a way no one else can.

Now I seek God {daily} to help me pull and lead my little disciples to fulfill great things for God, wither it be that one reads a history book, writes a history book, or becomes a character in said book. Although a struggle, this verse rings true….

Galatians 6:9  So let’s not get tired of doing what is good. At just the right time we will reap a harvest of blessing if we don’t give up.

They are each different, as I am different than them.. I dont want my Savior to compare me to another, so I should not compare, but instead pull out the strengths and tap into the weakness.


still learning.






Yesterday we sold our home. With a cash offer our home became someone elses.

Our first home together. 7 sweet years (and 5 more kids) we lived and made it home.

And in 20 short minutes it was no longer ours.

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Its crazy to think a building can hold such emotions. But I cried yesterday, cried because I doubt anyone can love the nooks and cranies of the home as we did. Joel worked tiresly on a fort house in the attic (which was a proud addition to the boys room). One room have a tree, then pink squares and finally 3 kids bunked in there. Our dinning room nook took life of a school room 4 years ago. And our master bedroom closet most recently housed our sweet #5 & #6!

Screen Shot 2016-07-02 at 6.53.49 AMWe will miss this sweet place, BUT soo blessed to be able to take the littles that made it home, with me! Praying for another perfect home, to watch my kids grow up in, make new memories in and grow old with Joel. (sipping sweet tea on a piece of land would be nice:)

We pray blessings over the new owners and many wonderful new memories, may you enjoy the creek and the big tree, levi adds.

Heres to answered prayers!!!

(these are a few of my favorite things in our home)

“And for every home that love abides and friendship is a guest. Is surly home, and home-sweet-home. For there the heart can rest”    Henry Van Dyke



turning the page


8 days ago today, we moved.

We packed everything we owned in a large 26 foot truck and took the 7 hour trek.

With the help of amazing friends we stuffed it full and had teary goodbyes. We were headed to Orlando. After 11 years of being away we were headed home.


God has taken us by the hand these last few months and showed us how to have great faith, and rely on him. When our timetable shifted and doubt began to creep in, he showed up, showed out and reminded us we were not forgotten.

We had been praying for answers for our life goals for about a year, asking, seeking, pleading with God for direction. Many opportunities came and were offered.. and prayed about. Then in early May one in Orlando came … with our pros and cons list in hand .. we said yes.

Never did I realize the affect it would have on me. I had made the sleepy town of Hampton my home. I had become a wife, mother, adult there. Friends were the ‘lifetime’ kind and ones that knew my story and i knew theirs. leaving was never a question. But God had different plans.

As one of my dear friends said.. ‘cant wait to see what god is doing in both of our next chapters.’

Saying Goodbye to so many sweet friends and saying hello to family and long life friends here has had me on an emotional rollercoaster.

This morning as I woke up to my devotion God reminded me that he is doing a work in my family. So Here we Go, looking for homes, starting a new job, being around family, all things that will unfold in our next chapters, BUT i am more than sure the first chapters will not go forgotten but will be brought up through out the journey.

“Make new friends but keep the old, one is silver the other gold”

For curious minds, Joel was offered a job at Disney. And most know we adore the place already! So we ask you friends to pray with us, that we find the home meant for us and that the 2nd part of our family dreams will come true. A home with land in a sleepy town, to raise our family and fulfill a few more goals, all while being a regular at WDW 🙂


how we announced to our family and friends

Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you.

Show me the way I should go, for to you I entrust my life.

psalms 143:8