My youngest son leaves tomorrow to travel to the other side of the world, and I find the thing that upsets me most–more than the suicide attacks and strife “over there”–is the IT system crash of British Airways. Really? Does it have to happen the day before he travels out, Lord? Yet, as he walks … More In His Hands
Today, I sat in the back of the sanctuary at the Arabic Baptist Church and watched my youngest son be surrounded by the congregation. They gathered to pray for him, as they have done so many others, to ask God’s blessings and protection as he goes out on mission. I’ve been on the receiving end … More We come, they go
I never thought I would be so blessed to have such a handsome, godly man actually choose me for his wife. You can tell by the look on my face how happy I was twenty-seven years ago today to be riding off on the adventure of a lifetime. Today, it seems like a dream. Yet, … More He chose me!
I have both my boys home this week. It’s a wonderful feeling for a mother. Yet, even as I was reflecting on my youngest’s recent return from college, I realized something: this week is really the last time the three of us will be living together in the same house. As he heads off to … More There is a time for us to wander
I sometimes plan very far ahead, and sometimes…it just gets away from me. Today was one of those days. About an hour before I was to host a bridal shower with my sister at my house, I realized…I need to think about how it’s going to work. Did I have an agenda? I hate bridal … More Unless the Lord builds the house
Today I received two special gifts — both were flowers, and both were in honor of Mother’s Day in the Middle East. You see…I’m a Middle Eastern mother, in case you didn’t know. 🙂 Technically, I’m not Middle Eastern, but I did give birth to both my children in the Middle East, so I think … More From Father to Son
We are now the oldest of our family tribe, and today as we gathered to remember the life and faith of my sister-in-law, once again I thought about the passing of time. My house was opened to the clan for lunch, and as rooms filled with siblings, children and cousins, we easily talked about memories of … More Siblings
Tonight we were together as family — I’m talking blood relatives. The family you’re born into for better or worse. On most days I’m happy with my family, and thank the Lord for having been raised by godly, loving parents. I miss my parents, and when we go through hard times, I miss them more. … More Holding Hands
One of the great temptations in the grief journey is to veer off on the path of thinking: “No one knows what I’m going through.” This is a lie of the Evil one to get us to begin focusing on ourselves and take our eyes off the One who is able to carry us through … More Does anyone understand?
On the grief journey, the sweet things of life are no less sweet, only different. This was the case for me as I spent a beautiful weekend with my children and their friends. However, this was no typical occasion, as we were preparing for the engagement of my son to his sweetheart. There were lots … More The Wedding and the Proposal