A love letter to my daughter
It’s Mila’s fourth birthday and I felt compelled to write her a letter that she will one day read. It’s a letter from me revealing to her the heart of God toward her. The words used are all based on scriptural promises God has made. These are listed in the tags below. Be free to…
The Sweet Sound of Grace
I know nothing except what everyone knows. If there when grace dances, I should dance” – W.H. Auden
Mom: A Toast To The Perfect You
It’s Mothers Day in South Africa today, Happy Mothers day to all the beautiful mom’s reading this blog! As I sat down to write my beautiful mother a card, a myriad of thoughts surrounding the woman that I desire to be started to flood my mind. I began to think about the verse in the bible that speaks about “The…
Lemon cake and the love language of quality time.
Inspired by Gary Chapman’s book ” The Five Love Languages” I am inspired to bake with my little ones once a week as an attempt to fill their “little love tanks” with one on one affection.
To “three”, or not to “three”, that is the question-
The choice of whether or not to have more children in a world consumed by darkness was the catalyst for my thinking about how I will choose to go forward. Will we disappear in the dark of negative speech and be overwhelmed, or will we arise and shine?
5 ways to pass the “Seven Year Itch”.
So yesterday was our eight year wedding anniversary. We survived the “seven year itch”. This is a term used by psychologists and portrayed in the 1955 romantic comedy, “The Seven Year Itch”, featuring Marilyn Monroe and Richard Sherman. The movie contains one of the most iconic images of the 20th century – Monroe standing on a subway grate…
The Firstborn Romance
I am starting this blog about three and a half years after the birth of my firstborn Mila Grace Cherry. I have shared a little about my struggle toward motherhood and the journey of infertility. During this time I remember praying with a friend, trusting for a baby one day. When I finally did fall…
Infertility and a miscarriage
My struggle toward motherhood. I married young, I was 21 years old and always knew myself as the maternal type. I know that some are just not wired this way, but I was. As a little girl I would dream of one day becoming a mom. Two years into marriage and I was desperate. In the months…
Baking A Cherry
At 28 weeks pregnant Dylan and I were blessed to have had our special friend Kristy Carlson capture images of my first pregnancy. It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon spent first at the Makaranga Gardens in Kloof, Kwa Zulu Natal and then at home at our house at Village Grove where we could relax. We wanted the pictures to…
It was about 15 months ago when a spark in me ignited a burning desire to explore and action the creative gifts which have been deferred, not through deliberation but through a lack of confidence and a fear of failure. The lack of knowing who I really am and who God sees me to be.