Jamie's feet

Thirty-Four Minutes

Thirty-four minutes is a poem written upon the birth and death of my second grand child. Great reflection for anyone who has lost a child or has experienced a miscarriage or still birth. Grief, loss, love.

my great aunt

Five Reasons My Great Aunt is Cooler Than Yours

  5. She’s turning 90 years old soon and daily uses a computer, an IPad, and a smart phone. 4. She uses Facebook to keep up with all her children, grand-children, great grandchildren, grand-nieces (me), and even my children and grandchildren (and remembers all of their names). 3. She Skypes with me when I’m living…

hope, faith, inspiration, scripture


Originally posted on Responding In Faith…:
Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful; (Hebrews 10:23 NASB) Hope…certainties that will happen but haven’t yet been revealed by God! We must believe in the promises of God because He is faithful. This is what we cling to…

field, Thailand, Fathers

Loved No Less

(An adopted child’s Father’s Day tribute.) We often hear about birthmothers and the need (especially around Mother’s Day) for an adopted child to have time to think about, pray for, or send a card and picture to the birthmother. We do not often hear about Father’s Day and biological or “birth” fathers. Maybe because in…

pregnancy, labor, waiting

Ketchup and Traffic Lights

Heinz ketchup used to have a commercial jingle that talked about anticipation making us wait. Traffic lights make us wait. Both are red. Therefore, red must equal waiting. Red could also describe paper cuts in the “paper pregnancy” of the adoption journey!

dark night, starless night, city lights

A Thousand for One

  A thousand crystal glasses crashing to the floor A thousand piercing needles poking, stabbing, more A thousand years of hunger leaving lonely longings A thousand pounds of pressure coming on so strongly A thousand starless nights A thousand blinding lights (breathe, just breathe) A thousand warriors wielding blades that slash the darkness A thousand…

palm trees, Palm Sunday, Hallelujah

The Stately Palm

The Palm   From my bedroom window Between two, white plastered Houses, Stands the stately date palm High above it all— And down the wall, Cascading fuchsia bougainvillea Like a waterfall. Weathering summer heat and Winter winds, The stately palm waves its limbs Shouting Hallelujahs To its Maker The King.   DH Stewart January 2005…


Knowing The Names

This morning in my Bible reading I read the following verse: “And those who know Your name will put their trust in You, For You, O LORD, have not forsaken those who seek You.” Psalm 9:10 (NASB) I asked myself these questions: What does it mean to know God’s name? ********** Which names of God?…

Every Mom Can Blog, Pinterest

Every Mom Can Blog

By: Delana H. Stewart  Every mom can blog . . . but not every mom can blog well. Here are 6 tips for how to improve your blog.  1.       Choose an interesting theme. The theme sets the stage of your blog. Will it read like a newspaper? Will it mostly display photos? How will the…

Hugs, Home, Gates, Gardens

Free Hugs

by: Delana H. Stewart Free Hugs   When we visited Thailand a month or so ago, we went to the Sunday bazaar. Out in front of the gate stood a scraggly-bearded man with a shirt that read “Free Hugs.” He did not seem to be getting many takers, but it reminded me how often we…