Thursday, September 24, 2009

Choose LIFE


The cost of a pregnancy test-$18.99
The cost of an "early termination" (abortion) - $695.00
The cost of hope - $0.00
The gift of life -priceless

I was surprised when the test showed two pink lines. I was absolutely crushed when offered early termination. I chose to HOPE that the Lord would equip me in losing my baby (after losing her twin) at 20 weeks, that he would sustain me through grief, that he would empower me to care for a baby born with Trisomy 18, that he would equip me in caring for a child without a face or heart ventricle. I am richer and blessed beyond measure because I chose life. Abby is 3 months today and her beauty comes from knowing (Truly Blelieving) the oath and grace of God.

...that your faith might not rest in the wisdom of men but in the power of God. ~1 Corinthians 2:5

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Unite or Die

Capturing the WILL and the Essence of Americans who fight for liberty and unification -
I wanted to share this video/commercial with my few, but faithful followers! :-)

I figure my blog is a safe place to share my political convictions without warranting a slew of backlashing!

I haven't been able to attend a local tea party yet - but definitely want to do so soon!

Besides a political agenda - this is also a wonderful testimony to the American will and how we as a country - and some special citizens - have responded to history in the making!

From a Biblical point of view - I can only share this verse:

Proverbs 21:1 The king's heart is a stream of water in the hand of the Lord;
he turns it wherever he will.


Sunday, September 6, 2009

Bling Ring


This is my "please do not judge me" ring.
My wedding ring was sold so I could provide for my children the first time my husband left me. It was very hard for me to do.
Ever since, I constantly feel that people are judging me when they meet me or see me. They saw me with Noam, pregnant, and now with two kids in tow and look straight down at my hand to see if there is a ring.
So. I'm not married, but...I missed having a ring on my finger.
I miss being somebody's.
It sparkles.
I hope I do, too.
It's fake.
I hope I am not