September. A month of give and take. Six years ago it took my dad and gave deeper roots of faith. When I get tired and feel all is for naught, I remember how Jesus carried Dad through the battle of lung cancer, took him safely to the other side, and left us with the gift of knowing He was with us in the struggle.
September 1981 gave us our son Jimmy along with the names Mom and Dad and three years ago a little boy named Jacob came to join the family. Jakie's was a tumultuous birth, but God was there too and thanks to modern medicine and the doctors' watchful eyes, he is a healthy little boy today. We are blessed to count him as our fifth grandchild.
This September our family is growing some more. Not only are we expecting a new granddaughter (grandchild number 8) but a great niece as well. They should have been here by now, but September has such a pretty sound that they have decided to make their birthdays there rather than August.
And finally, we will gain more family in mid- September when out youngest daughter is married. In a way September will take our daughter, but it will be giving us a new son too, and for that I am grateful.
I am a work in the hands of the Master Potter. I pray that His fingerprints are all over me as I walk through this life. This is my journey. Thank you, Jesus, for not giving up on me.
I am mom to seven beautiful grown ups and grandma to ten beautiful grandchildren.