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A Bundle of Myrrh

"My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh." Song of Solomon 1:13

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Of Hearth and Home – The Sundays Part III

Sunday, July 9th, 2017

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Read The Sundays Part I and Part II

Yea though it be a Herculean feat to walk through the valley of getting ready for and getting through church every Sunday morning, God is with me. It can be hard, very hard some weeks, but it is worth the work, no, vital to continue in the work.

Yes, I blow it 5 or 6 times every Sunday and find it difficult to not just throw in the towel. Sometimes I have said to myself, “Well there’s no point in going now, you don’t deserve to even darken the door!” and “Well! If they want to make it this hard to go we’ll just stay home!”


Of Hearth and Home – The Sundays Part II

Sunday, June 25th, 2017


Part I

There are certainly parts of Sunday that I need and almost enjoy but Sunday morning is not my easiest day of the week.


Of Hearth and Home – The Sundays Part I

Monday, June 5th, 2017

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For some it’s a bad “Case of the Mondays” they come down with. For this pastor’s wife with a bunch of kids, it’s a case of the Sundays I get. The Sundays start on Saturday. It used to be Saturdays were the time of the sighing, the dreading, the prepping, the praying “Lord please help me get through tomorrow morning!” Thankfully Sundays are getting better.



Sunday, December 11th, 2016


The third Sunday in Advent, Gaudete Sunday, the Sunday of “Rejoice.” The Sunday to prepare for Christ’s coming with a heart that rejoices with thanksgiving for His saving mercy, love and forgiveness.

Today for me the Sunday of Rejoicing became a Sunday of one battle after another with three of my babies and ended in me covered in Martha barf scurrying home from church just after the first hymn. Lily calls Martha “Marth Barf” for a reason.

Today I could only think that it is truly a miracle that moms of littles go to church at all. It is no easy thing to do this week after week. Most Sundays are hard then there are these Sundays that are harder than hard and it seems the Devil works overtime to discourage us from ever stepping foot in church again.

But today I was thankful. So thankful for the people who came to my aid. Who watched the other seven babies while I ran home to wash. Who cleaned up the carpet and brought the kids home.

Today I grieved my sin and the sin that makes babies disrespectful, disobedient and sick. Sins that make us poor indeed. Even though I was sent away in grief, embarrassment and weariness I have reason to Rejoice, for:

The blind see and the lame walk; the lepers are cleansed and the deaf hear; the dead are raised up and the poor have the gospel preached to them.” Matthew 11:5


How great is my sin but, “The good and happy news is that Christ has paid for our sin, and through his suffering has redeemed us from eternal death.” ML

God does not leave us wretched but sends His Preacher to, “Relieve them, give them comfort, and fill with joy their fearful hearts, which before were weighed down in heaviness and sorrow.” ML

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee O Isreal.