Last night we gathered to celebrate Gibson. We carried in plates of crackers and cheese, bottles of lemonade, pans and bowls full of food, and then we all took deep breaths and let the friendship and love flow. We talked about kids’ school, music, old memories, and funny stories. In our hearts were the beautiful words Beth wrote about healing and loving after Gibson’s birth last year. In our minds were all the days we…
This Wednesday we will gather with friends and celebrate the birthday of a beloved baby who is waiting for us to meet him in heaven someday. I keep thinking about him, the Brave Gibson, and his amazing family. The memories of his life cause my soul to hedge around a love so vast, I can scarcely comprehend it. Holding Gibson last November Love and loss, the fight and the victory, they are rabbits we chase…
The Lady asked me the other day, “Mommy, who took care of us when you and Daddy were little?” I smiled, and laughed a little and tried to explain that there was a time in which she wasn’t alive. She can’t imagine that she was just a dream in God’s heart when I was young. As far as she know, she always has just been. A few days later, Boy 1 and I were talking…
A few hours ago I was riding home from the hospital, carrying sadness and grief for my friends Beth and Daniel. Their baby Gibson had not been healed to go to his home here on earth as we had all hoped. Gibson had gone to his heavenly home, to be with God. While we were at the hospital, my dad, not knowing anything that was going on here in Austin, sent me a poem that…
My friend Beth is in the middle of a life storm. And it’s a doozy. She gave birth to a precious baby who is fighting for his life in the NICU. Gibson’s whole story is on Beth’s blog if you would like to read it. And if your heart is moved to help them out, there is a fund set up to help with the crazy hospital bills that accompany a storm of this nature…
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