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The gift of goodness

Wednesday, December 31st, 2014
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Welcome back to our Coffee Hour and our shopping spree for gifts that affect not just the receiver, but the giver as well! Grab your coffee and let’s go un-wrap the gift of goodness, which, believe it or not, is a bit different from kindness and gentleness, but you can’t have or give the gift of goodness without the gift of kindness/gentleness. Again, it’s like a box within a box …

Goodness is defined in the Greek concordance as: a moral quality, which tells us that goodness is a thing, albeit not visible without the eyes of the heart. As a verb, goodness means to do well to the benefit of another.

Let’s explore this a bit more:

The difference between kindness and goodness is that goodness includes also the sterner qualities by which doing good to others is not always by gentle means! Ohhhh, that sure shines a different light! This kind of goodness includes some exhortation and exhortation means a calling to one’s side.

Oh, can’t you see that beautiful word picture? He calls us to His side, to walk with Him for our own protection, for direction. It is a call to pursue a course of conduct that refers to the future – and is always for our benefit — in contrast to comfort for a mistake, wrong choice after the fact.

I have to be honest: I don’t always enjoy His goodness in the midst of a little spanking, but I certainly do love it after the fact! Many times His goodness comes through the disguise of an unanswered prayer. Let me tell you all: there is no such thing as an unanswered prayer; His silence is mistaken for ignoring, but He reminds us in His Word that when we are seeking Him with our whole heart, His answers come. And it may not be within your time frame, but I know that I know that He’s never late, never early but ALWAYS on time, HIS time!

So how do we give the gift of goodness?  I think the first example for giving of this gift involves parenting. Whew, did I mess up with this one. The times I should have been mellowing something harsh were the times I was harsh-ing the mellow. In other words, we’ve got to find the balance between kindness and goodness when it comes to parenting so as not to cripple them with a sense of entitlement.

Nowhere in His Word does He say: Be your child’s BFF! They need a parent first. There’s a time to show kindness, and there’s a time to show goodness. How about that friend that you know is going down the wrong road; do you stand and watch or do you risk the friendship and call her to your side and encourage her to change direction?

If you are walking in His goodness, and do it in love, you won’t come out the loser. Who in your life needs some goodness today?

That’s a wrap for this gift!

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Wednesday, June 25th, 2014
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So I just want to vent for a minute… I was brushing my teeth and talking to myself, as I usually do, and me and myself were discussing the fact of lying to my kids. Wait, wait, wait! Before you go all “You’re a bad parent” on me, I mean I’m talking about the little white lies like Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny and things like that. Now don’t get me wrong; I am guilty of this needless tradition but upon further inspection, I realize that our main arguments for keeping up with these tall tales are that there is magic in them and the kids get to “feel” that magic when they think about these lavish stories.

But wait, isn’t Christmas about a virgin who became pregnant with the son of GOD!!!? Isn’t Easter about a Man who ROSE FROM THE DEAD!!!? To me that is magical. If we really grasped the reality of those realities, just think of the impression that would leave on their hearts and ours. A virgin birth! Way better than flying reindeer. The Son of God not staying down when death dealt its most powerful blow! No bunny in the world, no matter how big he is, is more awesome than that. And both of these things were done so that we could inherit eternal life and forgiveness of sins and we are taking these truths and covering them up with lies.

Now I know that I am a few months off season here to be blabbering on about these holidays but when you talk to yourself while brushing your teeth, the subject matter is bound to go places. The message I send to my kids, even after I come clean with them about Santa and the bunny, is that if it is an important enough reason, and if everyone is doing it, then it is Ok to lie; wait! But it’s just a white lie. It’s all the same no matter what color the lie is!

Pheeeew! Ok I am done. Maybe I will start listening to music when I brush my teeth from now on. d:-) I love you guys more and more…

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Tuesday, April 29th, 2014
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Wow, where has April gone? Whew, we are about to begin a new month . . . AGAIN! Grab your coffee and come on in, before the month is gone! We are exploring some fun truths about laughter and cheerfulness and how digging into His word brings just that!

Check out many of life’s lessons which are delivered with a smile and a wink in the Book of Proverbs. Now, many of us may not consider “wisdom,” the theme of Proverbs, funny, but let me tell you, to receive the Good News, this is a great place to start. God desires for His kids to be wise in the ways of the Lord, not wiser in the ways of the world but wise to the ways of the world! Let’s look at Proverbs 1:8-9: “My son, hear the instruction of your father and do not forsake the law of your mother, for they will be a graceful ornament on your head, and chains about your neck.

At first I thought, well, I don’t have a father; however, God did bless me with a great self-adopted mom and a wise one at that. Ah, a smile from the inside out. It’s okay that I didn’t grow up with a mom and a dad, the way HE designed; He has made it all good. But when I saw the “chains about your neck” I thought, what, as in choking me? And sitting there looking at it again, I realized, no, silly, wisdom is like a beautiful necklace to be worn, an attitude to express, a light in the dark parts of the journey.

In Proverbs 15:13 we read: “A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance, but by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken.” Do you think someone who walked around with a frown from the inside out wrote this? No way; they experienced true joy, cheerfulness, laughter.

Proverbs 17:22 says that a cheerful heart is like medicine and a crushed spirit dries

He fills my heart with laughter!

He fills my heart with laughter!

up the bones! Look at the humorous symbolism in “dry bones,” and yet, what a sad picture, huh! But oh how true it is that to have a broken and sad spirit, one is hunched over, burdened, weathered. Why? It takes more energy to be sad/mad than it does to be happy and joyful and yet, the latter takes a bit of work and re-training! Sadness/negativity is a burden carried while laughter is a gift that is shared.

Have you ever been in a group and suddenly someone starts laughing and you look over to see what’s so funny, and one by one, the people in the group catch the laughter as if it were a fire, and soon, it reaches you, and even though you don’t know what in the world you are laughing about, you laugh? It’s contagious! So if you see someone walking around without a smile, give them one of yours. You never know what kind of spark it will ignite!

Oh, that we would meet Him every morning to be refreshed, ready to meet life and embrace the opportunities to laugh. Join me tomorrow for more ways to look at laughter in the Scriptures.

Smiling with you,

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Evinda

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Thursday, November 7th, 2013
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It’s great to have this time with you. I truly cherish sharing these truths that keep coming to the surface of my heart as I walk through this season of parenting our grandson. Several times in a given week, I hear about this very situation and what seems to be happening more and more: Parents parenting their children’s children. I am convinced, now more than ever, that this is an opportunity of redemption for the generation! Grab your coffee and join me for our coffee break.

So Bryce wound up staying with Jene’ and her family the first couple of nights, though he did come home a couple of hours after Rodney and Cheryl left so we could talk, and he brought Jene’ with him and Bryden, too. The highlight of those moments came in the form of yet another revelation as I sat and truly listened to him, trying with all my might to bring my defenses down so I could truly hear him and keep my opinions and frustration to myself.

As he sat there on the couch and shared his frustration with the program he had been in for the previous eight months, I suddenly realized that the truth of God’s love for him had not made that twelve inch leap to his heart and having it literally crammed down his throat daily had only clogged the way to his heart and not opened it, really.

Little did I know that this particular analogy would come alive and begin to form the basis for our Transform Trench class! See, there is something good about each and every recovery program, and there’s no such thing as a perfect one, but I truly have come to learn with all my life experience and being a particularly interested bystander in others’ experiences, especially with my son and step son, that in order to be able to receive the truth of God’s love, the pipe has to be unclogged which takes getting to the root. Don’t get me wrong; I’m not saying that His word doesn’t aid in that unclogging. I’m merely saying that if we were to combine the truths of His word with some other powerful exercises to remove the clog, wouldn’t His love be able to flow through easier, and thus free one from one’s hurt, habit and/or hang-up? Oh, so much to think about and I’m super excited as this concept swirls in my mind and resonates in my heart because I know that there were many clogs in the pipe leading to my heart before I was truly able to receive His love and thereby free the large pieces that blocked the truths of Christ.

Anyway, sitting there listening to him, I wasn’t thinking about all of this, but I did totally understand where he was at, as I was taken back to my days of being in the system in a foster home with foster parents that literally drug me up to the altar and said “you come to Jesus or you’re going back to McClaren Hall!”

What’s amazing is even though that definitely wasn’t His way, He still used it and here I am, all these years later, writing from my heart to yours for and with Him!

As frustrated as I was with Bryce, I was able to empathize with him without sacrificing my convictions and/or my boundaries.

He calls her Ja, Ja. Jene'!

He calls her Ja, Ja. Jene’!

And the beautiful thing that came out of that conversation was a picture that brings tears to my eyes as it comes to the surface of my heart. At the end of it, George asked Bryce and Jene’ to join us on the floor so we could pray, and there, we sat in a circle, joined hands and as George began to pray, he was stopped by his own sobs as tears ran down his face and he cried out to God for help in this situation.

Yes, friend, God uses all things, rights the wrongs and sets us on higher ground in the process!

Join me Monday for more

Evinda

Nana Holds!

Nana Holds!

 

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Wednesday, October 30th, 2013
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Thanks for joining me today for a coffee break and for hanging in with me through all the ups and downs of this season. If anything, I hope you are feeling, as I am, that the ups make the downs easier! Grab your coffee and come join me. We are still making our way home from Vegas.

At the time, to me, it was pretty cut and dry; his son had messed up and thereby consequences should follow. What those were, I didn’t know. All I knew is I didn’t want him just being allowed to move back home as if nothing had happened. My fears were screaming that if we let that happen, then this whole incident gets swept under the carpet like some dirt and dust! And then, who knows when and if it would be dealt with. That was just not an option! Nope, front and center, right now, let’s deal with it!

I was fit to be tied or having a fit and falling in it; I couldn’t tell you which. But here’s the lesson He has been so incredibly patient and gracious enough to make sure that I learn, and He has incessantly used this marriage to teach me this: it’s not up to me to rub one’s nose in their messes! And maybe I’m the only one who’s done that; you know, be sure and be sure that they know what they’ve done isn’t right.

Well, that is the only common ground that George and I walked on at this time during our drive home. We both acknowledged that what he did wasn’t right. But that’s where the agreement ended and division took over. I wasn’t acknowledging any of his fears and concerns and he wasn’t acknowledging mine. Suddenly, despite our getaway, there was a wall in between us once again, a wall built by both of us and blocks added to it by this situation.

On the drive home, I remember trying to grasp at many of the truths I had learned by this time, especially in the area of co-dependency, and it was almost like I was a trapeze artist standing way up high on the platform, awaiting for her ring to come so she could let go and fly. And when the circle of truths finally came to the surface of my heart, I caught it in the air and clung to it with all of my might, willing myself to hang on and hang in and to do things differently.

I was then and am now only in control of me. I cannot make others catch their truths; they must do that for themselves so that they too can soar as on wings of eagles.

I also began texting a good friend on the way home to fill her in and ask for prayer. She’s one of the most encouraging souls I know and she and her husband are very special to both of us, and now even more so because when we finally pulled up at home, there they both were, parked and waiting for us!

Join me and a surprise guest blogger tomorrow for a bit of Halloween history, and Friday for November’s WOW! Whew, where in the world did October go?

Love from above,

Evinda

Nana Holds!

Nana Holds!

 

Nana Holds from Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Friday, October 25th, 2013

 

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EL pen Logo with heartIt’s great to share another Coffee Hour with you and more of this season which is definitely changing as I write this for you. Wow, I can’t wait to bring you up to where we actually are. Talk about a wild ride! Grab your coffee and come on in. We are still talking about a few ropes I found myself tangled in within my marriage!

The rope of victim, which I thought was long gone, reared its ugly head in my attitude as I all too often focused on how hard the task of raising a little one truly is more than the rewards of it. Again the cry of my heart was for Him who would lighten my heart, exchange my will for His and continue to transform my heart.

Another rope pulling on my heartstrings was that of weariness. I was consistently continuing to tell myself how tough this season was/is. Our brain only knows what we tell it and I’ll never forget when the light turned on and my complaining turned off, but that’s for me to share a different day.

These ropes and others were definitely thinning by this time, but they were still vying for my emotions, trying to trip me up and hold me captive in co-dependency, my innate tendency to rely on others for my happiness, especially my husband. It’s not easy admitting this, let alone writing this, but oh, how thankful I am that my Redeemer lives and that He’s never done painting on my life’s canvas.

So was it any wonder that I was looking forward, albeit tentatively, to a getaway with my husband? After receiving that phone call, and holding on to each other in our pain, I asked him what he wanted to do, if he wanted to leave. I was so uncomfortable with the thought of Bryce and Jene’ and Bryden heading back to our home, all by themselves, as if nothing had happened; it just wasn’t sitting too well in my head and certainly nowhere near my heart. But the other problem was we were concerned for Bryce’s emotional well-being. Once the reality set in of all the possibilities that could take place and how they would, each and any one of them, change his life, we knew he would need some support.

On one hand I knew this situation required grace, but on the other, I was struggling with how do I do life with him in my home? I wanted to know that he was sorry and he would never do this again. Oh, how I wish he could guarantee that he would think of all involved before he made choices that affected us all. I looked at George, questions pouring out of my eyes that I didn’t dare ask but I knew we needed to handle the situation of where he was to go while we were hundreds of miles away.

I shared that with George and he called Jene’s dad, and they both agreed that Bryce should come there and not be alone. That being handled, I remember looking at my

He calls her Ja, Ja. Jene'!

He calls her Ja, Ja. Jene’!

husband, smiling in a sort of bewildered kind of way and verbally reminding him of the promise I had made just three hours earlier, that I was going to look at all God was doing in and through this season with this amazing little boy , keep my eyes on Him instead of the difficulties that came with it. I hugged him to me and reminded him and myself that Bryce’s choice did not knock God off of His throne; that in His strength, we would get through whatever this new situation brought. And with that, we went back into the seminar, sort of in a daze, willing ourselves to enjoy the moments and leave the urgency at home where it would be waiting when we returned. And as we did, something strange knocked on my heart . . . I was missing Bryden, really missing him!

Join me Monday for more and have an amazing weekend!

Evinda

Nana Holds!

Nana Holds!

 

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Monday, July 29th, 2013
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Thanks for joining me for more of Nana Holds and all the relevant revelations He’s revealed along the journey with little Bryden, who is now getting so big! Time’s a flying, so let’s get our coffee and come on in.

So we are still in the midst of discovering if we have any of the symptoms of this relationship infection and if so, how many. As I mentioned, there are several categories, two of which we have completed. The next one is “Despair,” so let’s get to it. “Do you feel hopeless about changing the current situation?” My answer then, at the event, and my answer now is sometimes yes; sometimes no. Let me explain.

When Bryden first moved in, I kept telling myself it was only temporary; this is just a temporary sacrifice. But when his daddy made his choices that took him away, I realized in the depths of my soul that this was more than a temporary sacrifice. This was a major Master’s Program and I had better start showing up to class with all I am. As I share this with you, and I search my heart about the future, I can’t feel helpless but I am over trying to figure Him out so I have surrendered to Him in all my current situations. It’s sort of like being in the theatre watching a suspense movie; I think I have an idea how it’s all going to end, but can’t guarantee because people’s choices are involved but He is on the throne of my life. What about you; is there a current situation that you feel hopeless about?

“Do you tend to be pessimistic about the world in general?” Wow, this is a relevant question, especially considering how our world keeps sliding toward that slippery slope of immorality. Seriously, all of us know a Negative Nellie, one who seems to find the negative side in all things. We could spend hours on all the reasons why, but suffice it to say, when Negative Nellie goes to a restaurant, she is ushered to her table like this: Bitter, your table is ready. Bitter, party of 1, your table is ready. See, life is full of trials, circumstances that turn up the heat to enhance the refining process that we may become more Christ like. I’d have to answer that question the same way I did on the day of our event: Though depression threatened to overwhelm me many times, I did not and do not remain pessimistic.

If you answered yes to that question, please email me and let’s have our own coffee hour and talk about ways to overcome that pessimism.

“Do you have a sense of low self-worth or failure that does not reflect your skills and accomplishments?”

Transparency brings clarity and my answer then was yes! I have struggled all my life to see myself as Christ does. He has used many things and many people to reflect His love to me, to be that mirror reflecting how He sees me. It’s taken me a long time to get where I am and as I look back to all the faces of love, the cutest one staring me in the face is the loving face of little Bryden.

Since the event, I have come to a better awareness of my self-worth, from His perspective. I love His gentle ways that have taught me to appreciate the skills and accomplishments He has brought me to and through. What about you; if you were to rate your self-worth on a scale of zero to ten, zero being low, ten being high, where would you be on that scale?

I’ll let you go for now. Join me tomorrow for more of Nana Holds.

Evinda

Nana Holds!

Nana Holds!

P.S. Don’t forget to join us on the air today at www.blogtalkradio.com/Chicklit-Power for our talk show on Co-Dependency, that relationship infection, and how to break free from it.

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Tuesday, July 9th, 2013
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Thanks so much for joining me today for Coffee Hour and more of Nana Holds. If you’ve never read this blog before, go ahead and check out the archives because this is a true life-changing story/blog that began last year and the process of transformation is its theme. Oh, how beautiful is the reality of the necessity of the love and grace of Christ! Grab your coffee and come on in.

Before I share the thought-provoking statement that Steve put before me, let me share where I was at emotionally. I’m a week or so away from our next event; just coming off of steroids and still in MENOPAUSE! Need I say anymore? All right; so I’ll explain some inside stuff.

Have you ever had those times where you just needed to get some answers from someone you know that you know will be honest? This was one of those times. There were many circumstances that He was orchestrating in order to bring painful revelations right smack in front of my face, things that I had to confront, questions I had to ask and seek answers for. Steve was my go-to person, a man after God’s heart and Christ-like in so many ways.

It was before we went on the air for our Blog Talk Radio show that he and I do every Monday. Since November, we have been talking about co-dependency, which is the relationship-killing disease, sharing how it starts, its symptoms, and eventually we knew we would get to and through the breaking-free process. By this time, I was sharing real-life examples of opportunities to practice what I was learning so I would share them on the air. In no way was this to bash anyone else, but to share my transformation process so others would be encouraged in their process.

Well, as I said it was before we went on the air and I was sharing with him that I was confident about little and confused about much. I was in desperate need of an assistant for CPM, court-reporting less, and sensing changes around the corner. I was completely overwhelmed with life, feeling like I was in over my head. Could it be that that is when we have a hard time seeing the answer right in front of us? Oh, how much easier to see it when we are out of it, past it.

And then Steve said something that I so didn’t understand then but I do now: “I don’t think you have completely accepted the Bryden piece. You’re still trying to fit him in!” Well, his words rendered me speechless. He went on to admit that he didn’t think he could do what George and I had agreed to do, take full responsibility at our age and set aside our own agendas. Even though he empathized with the difficulty of it all, I was still stuck on his profound statement, the one that brought with it too many unasked questions because of its ambiguity.

Jesus loves him to pieces!

Jesus loves him to pieces!

The one truth I did pick up almost instantaneously was that I was missing something, like reaching out my arm in the dark, knowing I was supposed to catch something, grab a hold of something, but as soon as I would touch what I thought it might be, it would slip out of my reach. Its mystery continued to haunt me.

After the show, the questions came back through the corridor of my mind, knocking on the door of my heart. I wondered if these questions and their answers were to free me or confuse me. The only way I would know is to keep going forward, seeking Him for clarity found in integrity, an undivided heart. That is evidenced in this journal entry, just days before our event and Bryden’s third birthday:

Oh, Father, that I would allow You to help me make the changes that are coming. Help me hear You. Fill my bones with Your Joy; revive them. Show me what I need to set aside so I can come face to face with more of my symptoms of co-dependency, especially the truth that I’ve been squishing and pushing my needs down for so many years that I’ve come to survive instead of thrive. Thank you for bringing this little boy into my life to teach me how to love and be loved.”

Whew, that was a big piece, but there are still many to pick up and look at! Join me Thursday for more of Nana Holds.

Breaking free from me,

Evinda

Nana Holds!

Nana Holds!

 

Nana Holds from Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Friday, June 21st, 2013
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Thanks so much for joining me today for a little coffee break at Chickilt Power. I am truly EL pen Logo with heartenjoying reliving these moments with and for you through my journal entries. If I tied a knot in my strand of faith for every revelation, every life-changing moment I’ve experienced thus far in this season alone, my strand would look like a thick rope because of all the knots. Grab your coffee and come on in.

In the background of all these revelations, we are surviving in some areas and thriving in others. Our Sunday visits were made even brighter with the companionship of Jene and the blossoming of their relationship which by now has turned into something deeper than friendship. And not just between her and Bryce, but with Bryden as well. I’m giggling as I realize that I’m not the only one being transformed in this process. And here I thought it was all about me! 🙂

I loved watching the changes that take place that are good for a person and motivated by the gift of love. Picture this sweet girly-girl who swore she didn’t like to get dirty standing by Bryce as George and I ran around with Bryden in the muddy grass, often falling and winding up pretty dirty. There was a sort of wishful look on her face, and a smile in her eyes.

Well, it was only a matter of three Sundays I think before she showed up looking like she just might join us out in that

Sunday smiles!

Sunday smiles!

muddy grassy area! I’ll never forget her childlike enthusiasm and willingness as she pointed to her tennis shoes. Are you ready for this? They were white with pink trim and looked like they’d never been worn! But, in her words, she was ready to get dirty! Grant it, she was openly awkward and uncomfortable in the beginning, especially when she got mud on her hands and shoes, but she pushed past it all and it wasn’t long until she was letting her guard down and her inner child out as she played in the muddy grass with father and son.

Join me Monday for more moments in this life-changing series!

Evinda

Nana Holds!

Nana Holds!

 

Nana Holds from Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Monday, April 8th, 2013
His mercies r new every morning!

His mercies r new every morning!

Thanks so much for coming back for more of these life-changing moments in this season of Nana Holds.

By now, we are six, almost seven months into this season of parenting/grand-parenting Bryden, and none of us are the same! It’s almost Christmastime; he’s just about potty-trained, both number one and two. Consequently, his piggy-bank is getting full and ours is emptying! Clean pants and a full bank, what a winning combination!

George and I are learning the skill of teamwork – and until this circumstance, I had no idea that we weren’t really functioning as a team and that we had so much to learn in this area. I can’t help but shake my head and chuckle at His sense of humor and how He uses all things for all things! Talk about multi-tasking!

By this time, I definitely am getting used to all the changes that have occurred and I am not harboring any resentment or holding on to bitter waiting for things to get better. I am, as has been the case since the beginning, growing in my circumstance, learning to live outside it instead of it consuming me. But I still had a long way to go in the area of relating instead of just functioning — of course I didn’t realize it; I thought I was doing pretty well but I’ll explain that one later! 🙂

I know I’ve already mentioned in prior coffee hours that Bryden wanted a backpack and a lunch pail for big-boy school, which is the key we used to turn on his little switch from pants to potty. So we knew we were going to get him his

Papa, Bryden and his bawoon!

Papa, Bryden and his bawoon!

backpack and lunch pail for Christmas. We kept talking up big boy school, especially after receiving word that we were no longer on the waiting list and he was now officially registered and would begin big boy school January 4th!

So there was that countdown. Thinking about his enthusiasm squeezes my heart with such joy for two reasons: the first being that I can finally recognize his childlike enthusiasm and revel in it, be part of it and appreciate it; and two, I loved and still do love knowing that George and I are part of his enthusiasm; that God chose us to help build his little foundation into something big and strong for his later years moves me so far from myself and to a person I know He is transforming into His likeness every day I share with Bryden.

It has been so many years since I have experienced such a special Christmas. It was like Abba was bringing out the little girl in me by bringing this little boy to us to love and nurture as parents. One of my fondest memories about the whole Christmas season was watching him watch the commercials. Have you ever noticed all the toy commercials they play on T.V. around the holiday season? Actually, the season gets earlier and earlier, but that’s a different blog for a different coffee hour.

I could be in the kitchen preparing dinner or in the laundry room folding clothes and all of a sudden I’d hear the sweetest voice ever say: “Nana, I get one of those for Christmas? Nana, can I have one of those for my birthday?”

Yes, he was already asking for gifts for his birthday because he knew it was shortly after Christmas! No matter where my head was , what I was thinking or feeling, what kind of a day I had had, that innocent voice pleading for a new toy could and would always pull me to him!

Embracing the revelations filled with His love,

Evinda

Nana Holds!

Nana Holds!

P.S. Don’t forget to join us today, if you are able, for our Blog Talk Radio show airing live at 1:00 Pacific time. If you can’t join us then, simply click on the link and download on your Itunes! www.blogtalkradio.com/Chicklit-Power