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In the Potter's Hands: Tell Them Again
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March 1, 2014. Tell us about when we were born,". My twins plead. Tell us the story of this brother and that brother. With a giggle she says it sweetly and I always love to hear it,. Tell us about when Micah was born. I love the part where you say let's go to the store.". She's right. When we got to town, I didn't want to arrive at the hospital too early and have to spend a lot of time there waiting. Why not Walmart? We tell another story in our home too. How did he die? Why didn't you do this or that?
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In the Potter's Hands: 4 x 2 = Happy Birthday!
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November 22, 2012. 4 x 2 = Happy Birthday! I am sure it was yesterday that I was sitting in the rocker recliner in my living room holding two babies and thinking how fast the time would go and I just wanted to soak in every minute! Suddenly, here I am, 4 years later and they've grown tall, and the blonde hair gets darker, and they talk much, and laugh often. Their many giggles and big grins. Their goofiness and fun loving nature. Their love to sing, and dance, and read books, and learn new things. Awesom...
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In the Potter's Hands: November 2014
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November 27, 2014. Dear Dad and Mom,. This one goes out to you. It is Thanksgiving tomorrow and last night I spent a great deal of time thinking about something for which I am grateful. I am thankful for you and for all you taught me. I could fill a book with the wisdom you imparted to me over the years, but last night I was thinking about one thing in particular. I was thinking how thankful I am for your teaching me to work. Work isn't seen as work once you begin to find the fun in it. I shoveled last n...
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In the Potter's Hands: July 2014
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July 4, 2014. I rounded the bend and caught my breath. I heard it before I saw it - the sweet bubbling sound of the creek. Many rains had brought the creek bed to life. It thrills me! A gift of grace that sweet, still morning. The creek bed had been a dry place. Coming down the hill and to that curve, I was fully aware of its existence, but not the transformation that had taken place. It went through some fierce storms and torrential rains. The result? Life Beauty. Joy. Grace. Sometimes I may think I can...
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In the Potter's Hands: Lessons From Haiti, Part 2
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March 23, 2011. Lessons From Haiti, Part 2. Have you ever found your self going through an experience and thinking that what you are learning is not spiritual enough? Maybe I am missing it, God. Maybe I didn't pay enough attention. Or maybe someimtes it is the simple lessons that we need the most. God impressed something so different on my heart. Big, I know. You are probably thinking, "Are you kidding me? Not just by me but the people that live there, and His. The ladeis holding up their new Bibles.
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In the Potter's Hands: Decade
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October 4, 2012. A decade has passed since I looked into this sweet little face for the first time. A decade since I saw this smile for the first time. A dear friend wrote today that she hoped he would be brave like David, forgiving as Joseph, and ambitious as Paul. I would add to that, I pray he will have the integrity of Daniel, the faith of Abraham, the loyalty of Caleb, and the heart of Jesus. I don't know how we went so quickly from that tiny, little guy to this active, responsible young man. Kim th...
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In the Potter's Hands: The Road
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July 4, 2014. I rounded the bend and caught my breath. I heard it before I saw it - the sweet bubbling sound of the creek. Many rains had brought the creek bed to life. It thrills me! A gift of grace that sweet, still morning. The creek bed had been a dry place. Coming down the hill and to that curve, I was fully aware of its existence, but not the transformation that had taken place. It went through some fierce storms and torrential rains. The result? Life Beauty. Joy. Grace. Sometimes I may think I can...
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In the Potter's Hands: When Grief is Too Great
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December 24, 2014. When Grief is Too Great. It is possible she doesn’t even remember, but I will never forget. It isn’t the exact words that linger in the recesses of my memory; it is the general idea of what was exchanged in that conversation that changed me forever. To anyone else it may have seemed like a normal conversation, a run-of-the-mill chat between moms – sisters-in-law. We both knew better, however. One of us was broken. Did I agree with those words in my brokenhearted state? That is what I w...
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In the Potter's Hands: The Potter's Hands
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July 1, 2015. Many times I have written on the topic of our loss and what God has been teaching me over the years but I have never fully shared the story in writing. Today I will do so not to point to the events of the story but to point to the Author of it and the hope we have in Him. We parked in the ditch just like we had the year before and then we all flew out of the vehicle, hurrying so we could go get a good spot to watch the show. We never made it to that show. By the time I arrived at the hospit...
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In the Potter's Hands: December 2014
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December 24, 2014. When Grief is Too Great. It is possible she doesn’t even remember, but I will never forget. It isn’t the exact words that linger in the recesses of my memory; it is the general idea of what was exchanged in that conversation that changed me forever. To anyone else it may have seemed like a normal conversation, a run-of-the-mill chat between moms – sisters-in-law. We both knew better, however. One of us was broken. Did I agree with those words in my brokenhearted state? That is what I w...
