It’s a boy!!! All the waiting is over. My beautiful daughter is now a momma to a beautiful precious baby boy. I was overcome with emotion as we Skyped when he was merely an hour old. Still in his birthday suit, he was raising his head and looking around with eyes wide at this brave new world he had just entered.

I see the work of Your Hands
Galaxies spin in a Heavenly dance oh God
All that You are is so overwhelming

Overcome, overwhelmed, overjoyed, over-the-moon in love with this brand new grandson! I can’t wait to meet him in a few days… Days that will be longer than most because of the waiting. My spirit, my heart, my mind, and my voice have been singing praises to God since his birth yesterday, giving God the glory and honor for this precious new life.

I delight myself in You
Captivated by your beauty
I’m overwhelmed
I’m overwhelmed by You
And God I run into Your arms
Unashamed because of mercy
I’m overwhelmed
I’m overwhelmed by You
(Overwhelmed, Big Daddy Weave)

Once again, this God I love and worship with everything in me has knocked me off my feet and to my knees with His grace, mercy, love, graciousness, provision, and so much more! Here’s the thing… If I feel this way because of the birth of a grandchild, as I did when my own children were born, what kind of love must God feel over us? He gave us the same thing… NEW LIFE!!!!

What love the Father has lavished upon us
That we should be called His children
I am a child of the one true King
(Hello, My Name Is, Matthew West)

God is good. All the time.

Click here to listen to Overwhelmed by Big Daddy Weave.

Click here to listen to Hello, My Name Is by Matthew West.

featured image: brand new grandson, brand new life

Somewhere In The World

My youngest child is 21 today. As painful as it is to believe, it’s even more so when I see it written out like this. Of course, I wouldn’t have it any other way. It’s just the “wow factor” of it. How did the time go so fast? Where did the years go? I had four kids within thirteen-years, so it seemed as though I would always have a child or children in my heart, my house, my life. Now they’re all grown and out of the house. Two out of three ain’t bad, huh?

No matter how old they get or how far they go, my children will always, ALWAYS, be in my heart and in my life. They may not know it, or be aware of it, but it’s true. I have prayed for my kids from the moment I knew they existed, and I will continue to pray for them until The Lord calls me home. They’ve changed. I no longer pray over colic or sleep schedules, potty training or ear infections. We moved on to healing after ER visits for a bike wreck, a soccer injury, a bad cut. Late nights out in the car, away at college. But ever and always, I have prayed for the person who would be their spouse.

There is a song I used to sing when my boys were little called Somewhere In The World by Wayne Watson. I still get all teary-eyed and choked up just singing it in my head.

Somewhere in the world today,
a little girl will go out to play
all dressed up in mama’s clothes.
At least the way I suppose it goes.
Somewhere in the world tonight
Before she reaches to turn out the light
She’ll be praying from a tender heart.
A simple prayer that’s a work of art.

And I don’t even know her name,
but I’m praying for her just the same.
That The Lord would write his name upon her heart.
Cause somewhere in the course of this life,
my little boy will need a Godly wife.
So hold on to Jesus, baby wherever you are.

Now, two of my kids have married the love of their life. The birthday boy is engaged to his life-love. One is still waiting to find his. So I’ll keep praying the words in this song, and I’ll keep praying for all my kids. Because that’s what mommas do. We love and pray for our kids through every stage and phase of their lives. Today, I’m praying for the best birthday ever and a great first day of senior year at WKU for David and his fiancé.

The best part about this stage in life for me is that I get to add my grandkids to my prayer time. There are four now, a fifth one is due in about 5 weeks, and another we are praying The Lord will place in our family by way of adoption very soon. So blessed!!!!

I actually found this old song on YouTube. Go here to listen to Somewhere in the World.


Mandisa’s voice woke me up singing in my head this morning, telling me that I’m an OVERCOMER! How did she know I would need that, today of all days? It’s a prefect song to celebrate a birthday!

On this historic day many years ago, my mother made her third trip to the hospital in labor. This time was successful, though, and she gave birth to a robust baby girl! It was the day before Mother’s Day that year. My brother would be three years old a few days later and happy to have a sister. (I don’t know if he’s still happy to have me, though he has two sisters now.) Mom and Dad called me early this morning from their vacation to wish me happy birthday and tell the story again.

It is fascinating to me to think about being a brand new baby with black hair and blue eyes, chubby cheeks and legs, a soft, warm weight in my mother’s arms. Completely and wholly dependent on her for everything. After having four children of my own, I am still fascinated! When did my memory start? Was I singing as an infant? Did I hear music in my head from the beginning? What would this child become? What innate thing in this particular infant would blossom and flourish into the woman I am now?

What innate thing in that tiny baby should have blossomed into something but got squashed or altered some way? Did they know that my tiny little spine was not exactly perfect and would cause trouble later? Did they know that I would be musical or a great cook? I know I had hopes and dreams for my own children… Sometimes, I had actual dreams at night about what they would look like or be when they were older. There were family traits I hoped would be passed on, and some I hoped would not be.

I believe that we are all a sum total of our life’s experiences. The good, the bad, the ugly, the beautiful. They all work together to make us who we are. And maybe it’s not so much the “things” that happen to us so much as how we respond to them, how we choose to deal with what Life throws at us. They say that life is 10% what happens to you and 90% how you deal with it. Maybe that is true. Jesus said, “in this world you will have trouble. But take heart, for I have overcome the world.” (John 16:33) I think it is in overcoming that we glorify God the most! We prove to the world that He is King of Kings.

We are promised trouble. And in the same breath, Jesus promised that He has it all under control!! I heard once that “you can’t overcome if you never underwent.” Today I’m thinking of all the little and big things I have overcome since that day in May all those years ago. And compared to most people, I have had to overcome very little… Or at least it feels that way to me, because I DO have that promise to take heart. Jesus came to overcome the world for me so I don’t have to do it alone. In fact, I usually get myself into more trouble when I TRY to do it alone. The chorus to this song goes…

You’re an overcomer
Stay in the fight ‘til the final round
You’re not going under
‘Cause God is holding you right now
You might be down for a moment
Feeling like it’s hopeless
That’s when He reminds You
That you’re an overcomer
You’re an overcomer

I am so thankful for another day, another year, to live the life God has given me. To be a wife to my husband, a mother to my kids, a grandmamma to my grandchildren, a daughter, sister, friend. Because every day is one more chance to get it right. To press on toward the mark. To be an OVERCOMER!!! Click to hear this song.