Don't Lie

For a little over a week now, these two words have echoed though my mind.

As a parent to five children, honesty one of many values I've tried to instill.


"Don't lie to me, you'll only get in deeper trouble".

"Don't lie, as one lie leads to another".

I realized that while truth is something I've stressed, I've also unintentionally encouraged my children, to lie.

How many of you with young children have heard them remark at one time or another something undesirable to someone and have unconsciously encouraged a lie? Young children are so honest, purely innocent, until we make it otherwise. They say things like...

"You have a fat belly, is there a baby in there?"

"Your butt jiggles when you walk."

"You smell funny, you need a bath."

When we hear our children say things like this, we shudder. And more often than not, in a round about way, we encourage lying. We tell our children they cannot say those things because it hurts their feelings, or "that's not nice". Our intent is to teach our children when it's important to "keep quiet". I'm not quite sure how it happens, but I think somewhere in raising our children we may unconsciously encourage lying. You know that "little white lie" won't hurt anyone. Keeping quite is by far better the better choice when truth may hurt someone. But lying, is clearly not the best option. "If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all".

About a week ago, I told what I felt was a "little white lie". What I found out is...a lie is a lie!

Just as scripture tells us that to hate your brother is the same as murder, the Lord gently reminded me, through consequences...a "little white lie" is a lie...a sin.

At first, I truly believed lying was acceptable, as the outcome wouldn't change. I convinced myself that to lie even though the Spirit was convicting me otherwise.

As the Spirit revealed the error of my ways, I asked myself...

"Why did you lie"? Fear!
Fear of consequences and fear of retaliation towards an innocent person.

Fear birthed protection, protection birthed the lie.

Again, back to my children. I couldn't help but realize that in some circumstances, like me, their lie is from fear. Mostly, fear of consequences. I started re-examining my heart in this situation, as right before my very eyes, this one lie, began to snowball out of control. One lie, lead to another, then another...finally...CONFESSION!

I've always told my children, if you tell the truth your consequences won't be as severe. This doesn't mean there won't be consequences as a result of your wrong (sin).

Ephesians 5:13 But everything exposed by the light become visible.

Jesus is the light, and through the Holy Spirit, He exposed in me what's needed to change. Yes, there were consequences, but God is rich in mercy.

A few days later, my son and I were on our way to the orthodontist. He had lost a bracket, several days prior. They always lecture about the importance of coming in right away to get that taken care of. I don't like going back and forth to the orthodontist. In the car on the way, I told my son to tell them he just lost the bracket this morning. LIE! Immediately...the light! I couldn't believe I actually encouraged my teenage son to lie. Ugh! Yes, I did the right thing. But why a lie? There was no fear, I just didn't want to hear the lecture.

This was a wonderful moment for both my son and I. He got to witness how imperfect I am.  How I humbled and became obedient to the Lord. Most importantly, he saw the Lord's grace as we told the truth. There were no lectures.

For me, the most beautiful moment is; my son, who doesn't know the Lord, saw the Lord through me. Now that's awesome!!

Dancing to the Beat

This past weekend I had the opportunity to see my first 3D ultrasound of my newest granddaughter, Brooklyn. What an amazing thing to see...

When I think about God creating the heaven and earth, as I witness a sunrise or sunset, I'm absolutely awestruck. Then I saw Brooklyn...miraculous!!

For You created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mothers womb. I praise You for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Your works are wonderful, I know that full well. Psalms 139:13-14

Even now, as I look at this photo, my eyes well up with tears. Fearfully and wonderfully made...only God can do such a thing.

My grandson, Brayden was also in the room. There were some toys on the ground, and he was playing. The technician had asked if we wanted to hear the heartbeat...YES!

She turned up the volume, my grandson stood up and began to dance to his sister's heartbeat. I wish I had a camera to capture that moment! I tried to fight my tears...

Cherished!

The Power of Your Name

I'm not sure where to begin...This week my emotions have literally gone from one extreme to the other. I've wrestled with anger and joy, bitterness and empathy, sorrow and blessedness. I suppose, I've mostly struggled with understanding God's will in certain situations.

Saturday, August 28th was one of the best days of my life....I was baptized. I've been baptized twice before, once as an infant, and again at 31. The first time, I really had no understanding of what baptism meant. Even as I became older, I believed I was baptized as an infant so in the event of my death, I would go to heaven. The second time, I was baptized because I was lead to believe it was the right thing to do. If I was baptized (my works), God would be well pleased. Again, I would go to heaven.

So...what was so different about this time? I realized I don't have to be perfect to be loved by God. I clearly understand that Jesus death on the cross was a ransom for all who have sinned. He paid the cost for all the sin in the world. He exchanged my sin stained life, for His righteousness. I don't have to wait to be loved till I'm perfect, He loves a wretch like me! He SAVED me!

As I came up out of the water, I felt so secure in the Lord. It's really difficult for me to put it into words.

I woke up Sunday feeling great. However, when I went to work I felt like Job. It seemed as though Satan said "let me show you how quickly she can turn from you." And God said, "give it your best shot."

Being a NICU nurse has it's rewards, yet, can produce the most profound anger, doubt, and sadness. It's so hard to watch a mother who has fought to hold on to the precious life inside of her. The guilt, agony, and difficulty in understanding...watching her tiny little baby struggle for life. She begs and pleads with the Lord, to save her precious child. Day by day, hour after hour, parents come into the unit to see, touch, smell, the new addition to their lives. We get to know these families, they become a part of our lives. We share in the triumphs and are saddened by the set backs. Often we explain the journey in the NICU will be that of a "roller coaster." We provide hope. Parents put their trust in us to care and protect their baby in their absence. They call often, (interrupting our day) to get an update on their baby.  "Is he/she sleeping?" "Tell him/her that I love them." At the end of their stay, if all goes well, the baby goes home with their parents. I love this part!! Parents keep in touch, sending updated photo's and often stopping by...so awesome!

Sadly, there are times when the baby goes home to our Heavenly Father. Here is were the struggle as a NICU nurse comes in to play. When you have parents like the one's above, you mourn with them. You cry, you hug, you pray. They ask "why?"...You have no answer. Silently, I tell myself...the Lord has a plan. Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your understanding. Proverbs 3:5.

It's so hard at times...our understanding is from a flesh perspective, His...Divine.

A very dear friend of mine, a NICU nurse as well, once said something I found myself saying Sunday... "Mom's who do drugs when pregnant SUCK!"

Yes, my job Sunday was to care for a baby who's mother did drugs during her pregnancy.  This sweet baby, was now dying as a result of her sin. This baby almost never felt the touch of mommy or daddy. Rarely heard their voice. In fact most of the time, it was our voices, our touch this small life experienced. Today, I was fighting to save this little life.  I fought with the Lord..."WHY?" "I can't do this again...please!" Satan was good, he knew exactly where to take me. For over 8 hours I tried to contact the parents...my anger stirred even further. For two days, I fought to save this baby's life, which ended at 5:21 pm Monday.

I fought the urge to extend compassion to the parents who appeared to be saddened by the loss of their baby. As I watched them hold their baby...I saw this sweet child in the arms of Jesus. Although, I couldn't mutter the words, "I'm sorry for your loss." I suddenly realized...they had no clothes, no camera.  I gathered up clothes, a blanket, and a disposable camera, in attempt to create a memory for them.

I tried so hard not to be angry with this mother, who was still living the lifestyle she did during her pregnancy. I struggled with understanding what the Lord wanted from me. The memories of two other sweet babies came to mind...the tears, the agony! Why am I doing this again?

Last night at recovery, I understood His message. So silly...How could I miss it? Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday night on the way home from recovery...the same song has played over and over.

The Power of Your Name

Surely children weren't made for the streets
And fathers were not made to leave
Surely this isn't how it should be
Let Your Kingdom come

Surely nations were not made for war
Or the broken meant to be ignored
Surely this just can't be what You saw
Let Your Kingdom come
Here in my heart

I will live
To carry Your compassion
To love a world that's broken
To be Your hands and feet

I will give
With the life that I've been given
And go beyond religion
To see the world be changed
By the power of Your name

Surely life wasn't made to regret
And the lost were not made to forget
Surely faith without action is dead
Let Your Kingdom come
Lord break this heart

Your name
Is a shelter for the hurting
Jesus Your name
Is a refuge for the weak
Only Your name
Can redeem the undeserving
Jesus Your name
Holds everything I need

I am a NICU nurse because it's exactly where the Lord wants me to be. It's here in the midst of brokenness, I am to carry His compassion, to be His hands and feet...To love a world that's broken.

On Tuesday, I watched, as this amazing family loved a world that's broken. Over the last few weeks I had the privilege of meeting Merrill and Roberta Simon. They are amazing.  They have adopted 18, now 19 children. All not wanted, many born of mothers who did drugs during pregnancy. They were done adopting babies, but the Lord had other plans for them.  Tuesday, they took home another baby to be apart of their family. While "Montana" was in our unit, Roberta would drive an hour to visit this precious boy. I got to know her. I sat in awe as she shared stories of each and every adopted child.  She knows them so well...every inch of them. You can follow their story on her blog...you'll be blessed, I promise!

I'm not surprised at all over how very blessed I am. In light of all the emotions I've gone through over the past few days...I find hope in Paul's words:

To keep me from becoming conceited because of these surpassingly great revelations, there was given me a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
2Corinthians 12:7-10.

Your gonna miss this...

It's been quite sometime since my last post.

I've been struggling.

What a wonderful feeling I had just a few weeks ago...where did it go?

It's like when you return from a wonderful vacation. The entire time you were gone, you were living in the moment, soaking in the entire experience, a little taste of heaven...loving every minute, not a single worry...hoping it wouldn't end.

You come home, to the reality of your life...the bills, the emails, work, again you find yourself in warp drive, caught up in the world...longing for your vacation...missing those heavenly moments.
You see, I found myself in a Plan B (a must read book) moment...Wondering where God went? Why He isn't here the way I expected Him to be.

I have a confession...

Suddenly, I wondered...was I wrong...did I miss something?

You see, I couldn't figure out why my marriage was still a complete and utter mess. Prompted by the Lord, I confessed some things to my husband. What a relief I felt. Yet things didn't seem to be going as I thought they should.

My husband has started joining me at church and recovery(he didn't start to go because I told him to, both he and the Lord made certain of that. He went because, and I quote, "God called me back!") yet, something was missing. I thought God was going to renew the love in our marriage, make it all better. Then he stopped going to recovery. In my mind I thought, "now we haven't got a chance." Our relationship was still broken(recovery was to help mend it), instead of drawing closer, it seems the distance between us is even farther than before.

I pray...nothing!

Where are you?

In my weakness, my distorted thinking...I slip, take matters into my own hands. Impatient...I take control.

Oh, no you didn't, you say.

Sadly, I did.

Over, and over, I repeated...where are you? Why aren't you answering my prayers?!!

It took this long to hear Him? Why? Because I was looking within, not at Him.

The other night my husband and I got into a terrible fight, I found myself trying to control him, our marriage, as I have in the past. Trying to fulfill my destiny. I left with my Bible and found myself in Romans.

Romans 1:25 They exchanged the truth of God for a lie, and worship and serve created things, rather than the creator-who is forever praised-Amen.

Reality check-Your placing your marriage (an idol) above me...Wait!

Romans 2:1 You, therefore, have no excuse, you who pass judgement on someone else, for whatever point you judge the other, you are condemning yourself, because you who pass judgement do the same things.

Reality check-remove the log! Again, I tried to control my relationship, by pointing out his faults and how he can improve, making our marriage better.

Romans 12:9 Love must be sincere, hate what is evil; cling to what is good.

12:10 Honor one another above yourselves.

12:12 Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.

Stop!

Hope...Patient...Faithful

By being impatient, not waiting on the Lord, I lost hope. Even though I continued to pray and read His word, because I was impatient...I put my faith in myself to solve my problems.

He says...wait...It's coming.

I begged for some sort of sign...wait!

I became so discouraged. I knew things would be hard, I just wasn't really willing to suffer, willing to wait. I suppose I thought, in some distorted way...things would be easy now that I really feel God's love. I was so disappointed, yet not surprised, at how quickly I fell back into my own ways(I knew Satan would attack). I never really thought I was not trusting God. I just don't have the patience to wait. I also felt guilty. Such pettiness, my problems compared to many others I know. I hate that I can be so self-centered at times.

Yesterday I read the following in my devotional, Jesus Calling.

When you begin a day with inadequate resources, you must concentrate your efforts in the present moment. Awareness of your inadequacy is a rich blessing, training you to rely wholeheartedly on Me. Self-sufficiency is a myth perpetuated by pride and temporary success.

Ah-ha! When people say God speaks in mysterious ways...IT'S TRUE!

The Lord has made me aware of my distorted thinking. The reliance I place on myself makes me my god. The success I might obtain, brag about, take credit for, is always temporary. I wind up in the same place every time...without hope, without faith.

I need to stop looking at the past, trying to control the future, and see the right here, right now. If I don't I might miss it.

I need to stop trying to control my destiny! I need to be patient, wait for each moment, living them as they come, one by one, if not...I'm gonna miss it.

I've just finished Plan B, by Pete Wilson, a book I strongly encourage you to read. He says:
"Instead of an answer, God offers us something better. He offers us a solution. He offers us the cross."

He doesn't offer us a life here on earth without trouble, for that we must wait. What He does offer is hope through Christ death.

There is no doubt that I will have moments where things are great, moments where things are worse. It's so important that I understand that my ways are not His ways. To live each moment (joy and pain) as they come...for it is in those moments I am alive! It frightens me to know that I live in the flesh, that I will continue to stumble. What I've realize...I need to wait...I have hope...I have a Savior. Thank the Lord, He didn't allow me to give up. I can see Him in my Plan B even when things aren't going the way I want things to go. Yesterday I shared what the Lord was saying to me with my husband, to my surprise(I shouldn't be surprised), he told me that he too found himself in the book of Romans. Amazing!

Right now, the Lord is in the process of remolding me into who He created me to be. That process includes the good, the bad, and the ugly. I need to just "settle down" and see things for what they truly are, not so blown out of proportion. I'm a work in progress.


I need to stay in the moment...if not...I'm gonna miss it!


Some lyrics from Trace Adkins, Your Gonna Miss This

your gonna miss this
your gonna want this back
your gonna wish these days
hadn't gone by so fast

these are some good times
so take a good look around
you may not know it now
but your gonna miss this...

PAID IN FULL

Almost 35 years ago, I bought my first car. A forest green 1973 Mercury Capri. My father graciously agreed to co-sign a loan for me for two years. Afraid to risk ruining my credit, I diligently paid my car payments every month. Besides, my father told me "you miss a payment, I take the car."

I remember how excited I was to show my friends my car. (You really don't think of the bank as owning your car at that age). Even though I had the car in my possession, I didn't quite own it. I was required to regularly make payments. Once the final payment was made, I received the loan document with the words...PAID IN FULL stamped across. It was at that moment, I realized I owned my car free and clear, all for a hefty price. (Well, hefty for a 17 year old).

This was my first real experience with a major purchase. I remember how much I had to sacrifice to maintain those payments on a monthly basis. In the end, to me, it was worth every sacrifice.

A lot has happened during these last few weeks in Recovery, the most important-getting to know Jesus at a much more intimate level.

Good Friday and the events that take place leading up to Easter Suday moves me emotionally. What makes this time so emotional for me, Christ on the cross. At this scene, I weep inconsolably. It's so difficult for me, it shames me to know that He made the final payment for my sins, for my salvation. I just don't feel worthy and I can't understand why I can't be good. How many times will He forgive me...Seventy times seven. Will there ever be a sin for which there is no forgiveness?

What I've realized is He's forgiven...

The adulterous "Then neither do I condemn you. Go now and leave your life of sin." John 8:11

A sinful women "Your sins are forgiven." Luke 7:48

A criminal "I tell you the truth, today you will be with me in paradise." Luke 23:4

All who crucified Him "Father, forgive them, for they know not what they are doing."
Luke 23:34

There are so many more situations where He has forgiven.

I no longer have to make monthly payments for my sins, Christ made the final payment for me. His ransomed life redeemed my salvation. I didn't have to sacrifice anything, He sacrificed for me. An ultimate sacrifice...He laid down His life for me. Why?

I've been trying to wrap my brain around this. What makes me so special?

In Websters, the word ransom, when used as a verb means: to deliver. Free from captivity or punishment by paying a price.

Why? Because God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send His son into the world to condemn the world but to save the world through Him. John 3:16-17

God gave His Son. When we give something to someone, it's a gift. God has graciously given us the gift of eternal life through Jesus. There are no strings attached, no cost to me...it's GRACE!

What makes me so special? I am created by God, for God. He has a purpose for me. That purpose, to live my life by GRACE.

God knows we are all sinners by nature, He knows we will continue to sin. Something I've come to realize through Recovery is GRACE. God has resurfaced some of my past sins, as a result, I have confessed some of them. You know what I've received...forgiveness, freedom, and unconditional love. That's GRACE! No matter how much I can't forgive myself, God forgives me, and Christ shed His blood for me.

Jesus life and death was for one purpose, to free all from captivity by suffering the punishment in our behalf. What did it cost me-nothing. What did it cost Jesus- His life. Why did He do it...for love. My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends. John 15:12

As I sit at the Cross, I am deeply moved by this unmerited love Jesus has shed for me. To Jesus, I'm worth the sacrifice. He has made the final payment...my salvation... PAID IN FULL!

In Him we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God's GRACE that he lavished on us with all wisdom and understanding.
Ephesians 1:7-8

And God raised us up with Christ and seated us with Him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus, in order that in the coming ages He might show the incomparable riches of His GRACE, expressed in His kindness to us in Christ Jesus. For it is by GRACE you have been saved, through faith-and not of yourselves, it is the gift of God. Ephesians 2:6-8

The Shepherd

Last Sunday the sermon was on Psalm 23. I haven't been able to think of much else this week. Funny thing is, I've heard this Psalm read many times, especially during a funeral. But, as I reflect on it this week and the message of my Pastor, something beautiful has unfolded.

I've mentioned here that, we have changed our diet. Today, my husband and I started a cleansing, a detox. We both want to be healthy and rid ourselves of all the harm we've done to our bodies over time. I believe this Psalm will carry me through this process. I know, it will not be easy...trust me when I say I got a "taste" of it this morning when I started. What I am certain of is this is the Lords will for my life, otherwise He would not have lead me in this direction.

1 The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.

Websters defines shepherd as one who tends sheep. And the meaning of the word tend...to watch over.

"I am the good shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me- just as the Father knows me and I know the father-and I lay down my life for the sheep." John 10:14-15

You see, the Lord is my shepherd...He owns me, He knows me, He watches over me, He cares for me, He provides for me. Therefore, I shall not want. It's important for me to be satisfied with His provisions for me, because they will always be perfect because He knows exactly what I need. It may not be what I want, but that isn't important. What's important is knowing that I can trust His provisions for my life.

2 He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside the still waters.

He provides a place of rest for me and calms my storms, helping me find a sense of strength through Him. Again, it's all about trust.

3 He restores my soul; He leads me in the paths of righteousness for His name’s sake.

Think about this verse for a moment. In my fallen nature, He rebuilds me. Wow, He creates multiple opportunities for me to seek Him. Just like a father leading his child through a crowd, He creates a path for me...leading me to somewhere safe. When I decide to take short cuts, he redirects my path...it's all up to me to trust and follow.

4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; For You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.

When I read this verse, I think of a dark valley....my depression, often leads me to this valley. Here's the thing...He protects me! How do I know, how does anyone know? Believe me when I say, it is when you're broken...you know, you feel His presence. He leads you out of that valley. Again, you must trust and follow...He knows what you need, He will provide and protect. His love never fails!

5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You anoint my head with oil; My cup runs over.

Even in the presence of our enemies, we can still be blessed. Why, because He will always win over the enemy! For me, often the enemy is in my mind. Satan places such foolish thoughts, controlling thoughts in my head, it wears me out physically, emotionally and mentally. The wonderful thing is...He delivers me! He defends and protects me, He will never forsake me...It's all about trust!

6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me All the days of my life; And I will dwell in the house of the LORD Forever.

This verse confirms His undying love for me. Sinful as we all are, Jesus died and made a way for me, for you, to live with Him forever! Ask yourself this question...would you be willing to let your child die to save the world, your enemies? God has given ALL an opportunity at eternal life.

"I am the good shepherd." The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep. John 10:11

This Psalm is all about trust. How much do you trust Him?

A First

I am so excited, I just have to share!

Most of you know I have three siblings, five children and three grandchildren. We do not all live in the same State and almost never are together at the same time. All but my younger brother will be getting together for a camping trip this weekend. Unfortunately, one of my nephews ruptured his appendix earlier this week, which is why my brother cannot attend.

I am so thrilled...can you hear me squealing with delight!? My oldest daughter just arrived yesterday after a grueling 18 hour drive. She has traveled the farthest for this family camping trip. Both my grandchildren became ill on her drive. A trip to Urgent Care and antibiotics will hopefully make for a better weekend.

I'm almost embarrassed to say, this is the first camping trip my husband and I, along with are three younger children since Emily was born. We camped quite a bit when the older two were at home. It just seemed like once baby number 4 and 5 came along, we got hit with life...know what I mean?

I woke early this morning, as I do every morning for several reasons. I love my quiet time. Every morning God shares a beautiful sunrise with me, always breathtaking. The birds are up early too. I have a hearing deficit and wear hearing aids, so when all is busy I rarely hear the birds. But, when up early...in the still of the morning...I am blessed with the sound of the birds. After prayer, I catch up on a few blogs...then one by one, the family begins to stir. Another reason for waking so early...so much to do...and did I mention how excited I am. It's like that first day of school. You know the feeling...you just can't sleep, your stomach is full of butterflies, and you've had your outfit picked out for weeks.

Later this afternoon, one by one our families will be arriving at the camp site. Hugs and kisses, and "Oh, my goodness...look how much the children have grown", we will begin to set up camp. Then... off to view the wonders of God's creation. Tonight all of us will no doubt witness a beautiful sunset, be captivated by the moon and stars at night...and again I plan to wake early to a beautiful sunrise. Perhaps I'll share it with one of my grandchildren or with everyone.

I feel so blessed, I am always amazed at how God works wonders in my life. As I stated in the beginning of this post, we rarely are together...only He could have made this happen...I know He has great things to share with all of us. Expect to see some photos in the near future.

Y'all have a blessed weekend.

Remember

Today so many will be celebrating Memorial Day surrounded by friends and family, enjoying the taste and smells of a barbecue. Sad but true, many families will be remembering a loved one who has served our Country. In the mist of your celebration, you may forget what today is truly about.

Please take the time to remember those who have paid for our Freedom, and those who continue to pay for us today.


God Bless America

Resolution 2009

This has been a long, painful year. This year, I renewed my relationship with God and have been blessed in many ways. So why such a difficult year, because I have not trusted God with ALL things. I've given him a few things, but not everything. I've tried to control so many aspects of my life and have failed miserably.



I've realized that God allowed my suffering to make me realized I simply can't do things all my own. He has a plan for me and I have failed to trust in Him with ALL my life, which leads me to my New Years Resolution:

To trust God with ALL things. I know I'll be challenged (I'm a bit of a control freak), but I'm determined to make this work. Through Him ALL things are possible, it's time to let him take the wheel.

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me" Philippians 4:13

God's blessings for all of you next year.

Say What You Need To Say!

After viewing a video today and reading the following scripture:
The tongue that brings healing is the tree of life, but a deceitful tongue crushes the spirit. Proverbs 15:4

I realized what we say to others is so important. So without further delay, I've something to say.

To my husband

I respect and admire all that you are and do for us.

You're my knight in shinning armor.

I trust you.

I believe in you.

I need you.

You inspire me.

You make my dreams come true.

I love you.

You're my hero.

You are my Prince Charming.

To my sons

You can do anything.

You're so brave.

You make me smile.

You brighten my day.

You're amazing.

I believe in you.

You've changed my world.

I love you.

To my daughters

You're beautiful.

You're precious.

You're amazing.

You've forever touched my heart.

You brighten my day.

I believe in you.

You've changed my world.

I love you.

To my parents

Thank you for your unconditional love.

Thank you for your inspiration.

Thank you for your encouragement.

Thank you for your guidance.

You're amazing.

Thank you for loving me in spite of my weakness.

You've changed my world.

I love you.

To my siblings

Thank you for your love and support.

You've listened with an non judgemental heart.

You're amazing.

You mean the world to me.

You've changed my world.

I love you.

To my friends

Thank your for your shoulders to cry on.

Your hugs mean so much.

Thank you for your kind words.

Thank you for your laughter.

Thank you for your support.

You give me hope.

You've changed my world.

You're amazing.

I love you.

To those I have never met

Jesus loves you.

To all of you

Thank you!

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Go on...

Say what you need to say to those you love!