Family

Our family is a beautiful patchwork of fragile fabric sewn together by the love of Jesus Christ and a mutual desire to live, love and encourage one another for the rest of our lives.

My sweetheart since high school, my best friend, and the best husband that a woman could ask for :)

My sweetheart since high school, my best friend, and the best husband that a woman could ask for :)

Fragile Fabric

I use the description of Fragile Fabric to describe our family’s journey because the word fragile immediately cautions us to handle with care, know that there’s something precious and delicate inside; and fabric comes in all shapes, colors, textures and styles. Yet, even ripped fabric can be repaired and some fabrics are even more sought after once they’re worn and have a few holes.

This is how I view our family – sewn together by the Lord – precious and delicate. They are priceless treasures brought to me in various shapes, each with a unique story of God’s redemptive grace in which I get to play a part. What a great honor.

[quote]Each of our girls are an intricate fabric hand-made by our Lord to fulfill a specific purpose. It is my highest calling to walk hand-in-hand with my husband to guide them, treasure them and encourage them to be all that God has created them to be.[/quote] The road to that destiny is filled with pitfalls, rocks and broken places which impact all of us – it’s the reality of that journey that I hope to share.

God never promised that it would be easy. But He does promise that He is faithful and that our steps are ordered of Him. It is in the One who has sewn each of us together in our mother’s wombs and is faithful to complete what He began that I place my complete trust.

[quote]On many days, I’ve found myself in the role of seamstress of the broken hearts of my children.[/quote]

My only equipment: the shears of truth which cut away the lies from the past and a needle filled with the love of our Father which carries the unbreakable thread of the Word – allowing the Master’s hand to guide me as I unskillfully try to repair each and every ripped place. Truthfully, there are some broken places that only God can repair and even in all my willingness, His timing is not right now and not me. I trust in those instances that there’s someone else – a friend, a teacher, a future spouse whose already being equipped with a needle and thread.

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The some of our girls and me at Kristan's 18th birthday dinner. We were happy because we just ate delicious garlic rolls and pasta. Yum!!

The some of our girls and me at Kristan’s 18th birthday dinner. We were happy because we just ate delicious garlic rolls and pasta. Yum!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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