"O Father, light up the small duties of this day's life: May they shine with the beauty of Your countenance. May we believe that glory can dwell in the most common task of every day."

Blessed Augustine of Hippo

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Fearfully & Wonderfully Made

A dear soul shared this with me. Her beautiful, healing and poignant words have pierced my soul. Thank you ever so much, sister in Christ...

Fearfully and wonderfully made
You were fearfully and wonderfully
Tiny form never gracing this earth
My broken womb never giving you birth
You were fearfully and wonderfully
I will always wonder how you were knit together—
boy or girl?
I will always wonder if blonde and blue—
or black way curl?
Though I never heard your heart beat
and though your life began incomplete
You were fearfully and wonderfully
God is Sovereign and Good.
Even though I may not, He understood
That time and place would not be yours
And you would only see heaven’s door
You were fearfully and wonderfully
We loved the thought of you
while you were in my womb
I am sorry, little one, that my womb became your tomb.
You were fearfully and wonderfully
May you rest in perfect peace.
May you enjoy from this world, release
and may you recognize those who gave you life
Someday in Paradise
for you were fearfully and wonderfully


May your baby's memory be eternal.Love, Cindy Zimmerman

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Blessed are they...

The past months have been long and slow while dream filled plans are laid out. So much of our conversations are monopolized with friends and family as we prepared for baby #5...

Without warning I awoke one morning and all was about to change, darkened by an indescribable inner-silence of pain. Tuesday September 1, the sad-reality hit that I was miscarrying our baby. The next day, we had a sonogram affirming what we had already feared. Salt was rubbed into an old wound, taking me back to our first miscarriage 6 years ago.

This time was to be different...we "planned" this baby. Please do not misunderstand me, we received news of our previous births with great happiness-- just this time, ALL of us were included. The children's anticipated preparations, along with our own, made this pregnancy all the more, well, meaningful. Before, they were too small to ever realize that life grew tender and small in a mother's womb...to truly understand that Life was a gift from God.

"Blessed are they who mourn, for they shall be comforted"
With undefined grief we mourned while comfort like a welcoming warm shower poured in flooding us with His love. We knew this to be a blessing... humbly allowing others to nurse, cook, clean, watch children, sit and cry and laugh with, we were yielding to God's goodness, He who is the Comforter of our souls.

Time seems to have slowed down as this life swirls by, picking me up in a comforting embrace. Many weeks later, the sting from the loss of our baby slowly heals. In grief, one becomes keenly aware of their own weaknesses (thankfully) and strengths (Lord have mercy) recognizing that all Good and Perfect things come from Jesus Christ.

At least for a time, please understand my decision for a sabbatical from my blog. As I stated in the beginning, this was a meek attempt to place all things in God's hands, to seek what is needful while trusting, while allowing others to enter into my life...to place "everything down the chute"

Everyday I am thankful to God for all of you! If it weren't for the blogging world, I would not have been blessed by your faithful sisterhood. I have grown to truly love you all so much.

"I am filled with comfort; with all our tribulation and in spite of it, I am filled with comfort, I am overflowing with joy." 2 Corinthians 7:4

Thursday, July 30, 2009

A Review: The Life of Saint Brigid

"In ancient days a little girl was born..."

One MUST meet St. Brigid: Abbess of Kildare. After reading this book, my family is encouraged and strengthened by her life. St. Brigid loved purely as Christ commanded us to, shared all that she had (and what others had as well). A true sense of "Robin Hood" offering all unto the Lord:
"O God, bless my pantry! Pantry which the Lord hasblessed. Mary's
son, my friend, come and bless my pantry"

Along with my children, we remain entranced with Jane G Meyer's simple beautiful language and caught up in the inspiring illustrations by Zachary Lynch.

Musical to the ears, just the way an ancient Celtic tale should be heard. A feast to the eyes with all it's Celtic splendor!

"Momma, read it again...if we have a baby girl, we really should name her Brigid!" Hmm...

Saint Brigid, pray unto God for us!

P.S. with gratitude to Jane for writing about St. Brigid, sending us a copy, trusting me with a review...May God grant you many years AND many more books!

Wednesday, July 29, 2009


To actually blurt it out would seem so informal, possibly tactless on my behalf but here goes: We are expecting #5 in late March...er, Holy week! Most of you may already know from my face book page and with a thankful-heart we receive all your warm prayerful well-wishes.

We are excited AND nervous! -- the children are ecstatic and ask everyday (the younger ones especially) where the baby is?, how big?, when will he/she be here?, what shall we name the baby?, where will the baby sleep?, etc, etc, etc...

I heard once: "If you want to make God laugh tell Him your plans" The plan was to prepare for hubby's ordination and well, we are comforted and aware that God's timing is everything and we are grateful - relieved more like it - to remain at our current status in the church.

This new life, God-willing, is very welcoming, indeed!

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Together on the Beach

All together again
our view and short walk each day...

united with her dear friend...
yeah...he's alright!
beauty deep inside
some R&R...
love this little face!
Love this nature-girl!
yeah, he's pretty cool...
frolicing with his big sissy and "other mommy"
that's all you'll get from me...
a little friend stopped by

Hopeful indeed!

"For we are saved by hope: but hope that is seen is not hope: for what a man seeth, why doth he yet hope for?
But if we hope for that we see not, then do we with patience wait for it.
Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered.
And he that searcheth the hearts knoweth what is the mind of the Spirit, because he maketh intercession for the saints according to the will of God.
And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose." Romans 8:24-28