This kid, the one that loves babies, is obsessed with holding his little brother. Sometimes to the point of harassing me. There was a mini-war-turned-formal-schedule over which sibling got to hold Judah during family devotions each night. And if Mommy actually has to be nursing during the scheduled hold-Judah-night there is no lack of impatience. […]

To read the background story of this little one’s birth, click here.    “Sweet Little Boy, that I love so much. ” That’s what I love to sing over you. But did you know that I pray your name over you, too? We named you Judah. Judah, because it means “I will praise the Lord” […]

It was like they had all laid dormant. But then finally growth begins to emerge where simple seeds of prayer had lain buried in the soil of the will of God. You see, I had met Tahra, a Muslim Bangladeshi woman about my age,  last December, while I was trying to coordinate hosting international students […]

This kid LOVES babies.       This kid, who, for the three months leading up to Judah’s arrival, did everything he could to help ease my life because it finally registered in his mind that out of Mommy’s misery, a wee little babe would emerge. And he was excited! He cleared out his own […]