Vintage Slice 4
I love to think about the things I didn’t know when I wrote a post. I didn’t know we were going to adopt more children when I wrote this post.… Read more Vintage Slice 4 →
CELEBRATE This Week: LXIX
I’m glad you are here to celebrate! Share a link to your blog post below and/or use #celebratelu to share celebrations on Twitter. Check out the details here. Celebrate This Week goes live on Friday night around 10(ish). Consider it as a weekend celebration. Whenever it fits in your life, add your link. Please leave a little comment love for the person who links before you. ***** Today I celebrate ROOTS. They matter. I look at my own children, children who wandered before they came home to… Read more CELEBRATE This Week: LXIX →
Meet Kate
This is Kate. Even though I’m one of the grown-ups in the house, one of the decision makers, one of the veto powers, I’m still not sure how it came… Read more Meet Kate →
I am a Story Collector
I collect stories. The Bible is filled with really awful, horrible chapters of stories. Hard journeys of deceit and jealousy, murder and rape, exclusions and cover-ups. If you take one… Read more I am a Story Collector →
A Birthday Miracle with Donuts
“You’re not going to believe this,” Stephanie said at dinner tonight, then continued her story. “After I finished passing out donuts to all of the kids in my homeroom and… Read more A Birthday Miracle with Donuts →
Moment by Minute by Day by Year
{Stephanie: 2008 & 2014} The girls came home for the first time on the Friday before Easter 2008. On Saturday, my mom and I thought it would be fun to… Read more Moment by Minute by Day by Year →
Gritty Thanks
I give thanks for — The too loud stomps up the stairs because it means her legs work.The tears and screaming because it means he trusts us enough to be… Read more Gritty Thanks →
Too Much
It’s too much. Sometimes life gets to be too much. Then someone, well-intentioned, trying to offer encouragement and support says, “God doesn’t give you more than you can handle.” If… Read more Too Much →
The World Hurts. God Heals.
We had a little family photo shoot this weekend. Just some woods, my tripod, and the self-timer on my camera.This one was totally unplanned. They were waiting (and waiting and… Read more The World Hurts. God Heals. →
Ruth Ayres Writes 