Jesus left heaven, was carried in the womb of Mary, and born in a stable in Bethlehem. He lived on this Earth. This verse literally says He “tented” or “tabernacled” with us. It evokes a picture of the Israelite journey from Egypt into the promised land, when God resided with His people in the tabernacle. […]Read more "The Gift of Presence"
True confession. I have felt angry at God. As most of you know, I have wanted to be a mama since I can remember. When asked what I wanted to be when I grew up I always confidently responded, “A mother”. I had no plan B. I got married at 23 and had my first […]Read more "Angry"
As I wondered through Oldtown yesterday I saw a family with young children. They ran in and out of the stores purchasing items and food for their children in a very rushed unhappy manor. They stopped at the playground and they set a timer for 2 minutes. In the toy store they allowed 5 minutes […]Read more "Childhood"
I cannot think of Father’s Day without feeling thankful for my Dad, John Hannah. To say I love the guy, is definitely an understatement. There are many qualities that made him the best dad in the world for me, but I will just highlight a few of my favorites. When I reflect back on my […]Read more "My Daddy"
There is no freedom without sacrifice. On Memorial Day we remember and honor those who paid the ultimate price for our country. Their sacrifice, ensured the freedoms that we have become accustomed to: freedom to speak our mind, freedom to vote for our leaders, freedom to achieve our dreams, freedom to own a Bible and […]Read more "Memorial Day Moment"
I cannot think about Mother’s Day without thinking of my mother. I am convinced that I won the jackpot when it comes to mom’s. This is not a realization that I have come to recently. This was something I knew from a very young age. As I go through various stages of life, I appreciate […]Read more "My Mother"
Easter brings to mind many memories. I cannot think of the holiday, without immediately thinking of my maternal grandparents, Grammy and Pappy Lupole. To accurately explain why my recollections of Easter are so intertwined with my grandparents, I need to introduce you to these two major influences on my life. Ruth Lupole, my grandmother, was […]Read more "Easter with my Grandparents"