Praying Hands

A discipline that my husband and I have established in our home is praying with our son throughout the day. This started early on before he knew what was going on and over time he too has picked up this daily discipline which has been such a blessing for us to see. Sometimes in my haste, I'll forget to pray and out pops from his sweet little voice, "Mama, praying hands." It humbles me and reminds me that I forgot to pray and I'll stop what I'm doing and will pray with him. This is one of those treasures that touches my heart each time I hear it. I've even been known to purposely forget just to hear his sweet little voice say, "Mama, praying hands." Now we're working with him on praying for us by repeating what we say. It's such a blessing to hear him pray even as he stumbles and skips over words.

Launching

This blog is about to set sail. It has been an idea in my head for over a year now and I finally mustered up the courage to start it. You see, once I start this blog I am now somewhat kept accountable to it, to update it and to keep it going. I once had a blog about my family but life got busy and after a while I felt like plastering pictures and comments about my life was becoming mundane and there was so much more to share on a deeper spiritual level. Well, this website will be a little bit about my family but hopefully more about the journey God has me on. I will do my best to update it but I reserve the right to write at my own pace which at times can be months in between. I enjoy writing and since having my firstborn (about two and a half years ago) my mind seems like it has been in a fog. So hopefully this blog will help me unravel my thoughts that seem to be bundled up inside me.

Ahoy Mates! Let's set sail!