Judson's Legacy

Heartache and Hope

Apologetic Tears

Apologetic Tears

During the time of his illness, Judson met a cat named Oliver who also had a broken body.  Ollie was an older cat who had been well-loved throughout his life, but with age, had lost the use of his hind legs.  He died not too long before Judson died. The other day I had the

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Deficient Love

Deficient Love

Dear Judson, The last couple days, for whatever reason, I have been plagued with memories of things I regret in my role as mommy to you.  Whether it be times I lost my patience, or situations where I did not extend enough grace, or had overly high expectations, or couldn’t let go of certain things,

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Who Am I?

Who Am I?

What is man that you are mindful of him?—Psalm 8:4 Having had the opportunity to teach Genesis 1 at our women’s Bible study at church this week, I have been so emotionally moved by the magnitude of creation: the glory, wonder, awe, and enormity of God’s power, creativity, and goodness in his design of the

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Self-Esteem

Self-Esteem

Yesterday after eating breakfast, my mom wiped Jessie’s face and got her down from her stool.  A few minutes later, noticing that she still had food on her cheek, my mom noted, “Whoops!  It looks like I didn’t clean your face very well, Jessie.” Our little lady replied, “Oh, that’s okay, Grammy.  I still look

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Keep Waiting for Me

Keep Waiting for Me

As I lay on a blanket next to Judson’s plot of grass at the memorial park today, an elderly couple, that I met soon after Judson died, was sitting nearby in lawn chairs next to the gravesite of their 40 year old daughter Victoria.  Though they speak Spanish, I have engaged a few brief conversations

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An Imaginary Friend

An Imaginary Friend

Yesterday during her naptime when Jessie chose to simply play in her bed rather than sleep, I suddenly heard her enthusiastically shouting, “Julie!  Julie!  Julie!” Including people, stuffed animals, and dolls, I was unaware of anyone in her life named Julie, so I was perplexed.  It was quiet and then I heard it again, “Julie! 

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Broken But Not Destroyed

Broken But Not Destroyed

I was talking to a friend yesterday who has experienced a multiplicity of very harsh circumstances in her life over the last few years and has recently been clobbered with more heartache.  Behind tears she cautiously described how she sometimes feels like Satan is fighting harder for her life than her Heavenly Father. These words

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Refuge

Refuge

Feeling a particular need for refuge yesterday evening, I turned to some prayers of the Puritans for encouragement.  One especially struck a chord with my heart.  I have adapted it to be my own cry to God: O Lord, whose power is infinite and wisdom infallible, Please do an overhaul of the things in our

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