Faith- thoughts and wanderings

Faith is a wonderful word.

Faith in Someone bigger and better than me. Faith that He understands, and it's OK that I don't.

Faith and hope what a wonderful pair. Finishing with love....


running in the wind, hair blowing wild,
giggles in a tent on special nights camping,
walking on the beach collecting shells,
holding hands and snuggling on a movie day.
hot chocolate after playing in the snow,

Faith that there is life beyond with no struggles, tears or pain. No goodbyes. This body of death containing a spirit- a soul.

The spirit goes on...

My Faith isn't gone, with me forever more...

A great thought

The children watch Pinocchio last night. Sierra's choice. She loves that movie and the music. Weston loves the wishing star. He likes to look at the stars and he started wishing on the wishing star last summer.

The movie reminded him and he went to look for the wishing star. He couldn't find it.
Then he turned to me and said, "I think Jesus is the wishing star."
I said, "Why do you think that?"
Weston said, "Because He is the only one that can make our dreams come true."

Truthful thought- faith like a child.

Today I had an emotional day. I feel like I am behind all the time, I can't catch up. I can't do it all. I can't live up to my expectations, or anyone else's.

You know what is a comfort, that Jesus, the wishing star, loves me just the way I am.

"While we were yet still sinners, Christ died for us." There is power in that!

He didn't die for perfect Becca.

He died for fat, messy, unorganized, yelling at the kids, still in her jammies Becca.
That puts a smile on my face and gratefulness in my heart.