Where to begin? I guess first of all I have to brag a bit that I have FINALLY gotten into a workout routine I'm sticking to. It's been 2 months of hitting the gym or swimming laps 3 - 5 times a week. Go me! I'm also trying hard to avoid refined sugars and carbs during the week, but indulging (often over-indulging, I confess) on the weekends.  And I'm feeling so much better emotionally.  

It's been well over a week since I posted here at "Love Covers a Multitude of Sons" because, well honestly, loving my sons as taken every bit of my time, strength, and energy these past busy weeks. 

Just like you, In the midst of the business, I long to love my Multitude fresh each day. For me, beginning each morning in God's Word is paramount for the filling, the sustenance, and ...

My boys get all amped up at bedtime.  While I fancy myself a wordsmith, there are NO WORDS TO DESCRIBE THE CHAOS THAT ENSUES EACH AND EVERY NIGHT!  No matter how I tweak their bedtime routine, what time we move upstairs, what combination of children I put together in a room, what books we read or songs we sing, it always spirals into tears and fears and pleas for MORE!  And I am wiped out.  

I say slow, he says fast.

I say pizza, he says hot dogs.

I say red-box, he says net-flicks.

I say bath, he says shower.

I had a bouquet of dead daffodils on my dinning room table all day today.  It amazes me how quickly beautiful flowers wither and die.  The fragrance goes from heavenly to rotten in the course of a day.  Astounding that we too can go from a glorious mountain top in the morning, to the deepest valley by mid-afternoon. Full of "Yeses" and smiles for our children as the sun ascends, only to melt-down as they do.  

A friend sent out a Prayer Request on Facebook one day asking everyone to lift up sincere prayers for a family friend of theirs; a young man named Keinan who had a terrible football injury.  The Doctors, she reported, "have no hope."

Immediately I closed my eyes and bowed by head, hands falling from the keyboard to my lap as I prayed for Keinan.  And as I spoke to God, he began to speak...

There were many words of wisdom Matt and I received from our pre-married counselor, words that I come back to again and again over the years.  One of those pearls began with a question to me:  "Wendy, what are you most afraid could happen in your marriage?"  It took me but a second to respond, "I'm scared that I'm going to serve and serve and serve, and eventually I'll end up losing myself."  Pastor Ken looked Matt square in the eye a...

It's New Year's Day and the old is past.  The new sparkling year dances before us and we are filled with HOPE that 2012 will heap upon us the blessings of joy and health and happiness.  

As I took a walk with Asher today around our neighborhood I saw a man up on the hill above our home taking down his Christmas lights.  He had crafted an enormous cross on the side of the hill with ...