Sharing a link to Alphonsine’s tribute to her family 20 years after the Hutu’s murdered her mom, her dad, her sister Claudine and her brother Jean Felix. Makes me want to hug my kids. In A Garden of Fame Where Their Treasured Memories Grow Fonder: Two Decades Later!
My 10-year-old son does not like church. While my worship leader husband stands before the congregation singing and drawing hearts into focus, I stand by a boy who doesn’t even move his lips. In the past this frustrated me immensely. I wanted everyone to see my kids following the rules and singing with smiles on their faces. I wanted them to see that the Harms family had it all together. But, as I struggled through my frustrations, I became aware of the sinfulness in my attitude. Like the cup Jesus speaks of in Luke 11:39, I was trying to look squeaky…
Lois Nieuwendorp is the winner of Mary Potter Kenyon’s soon-to-be-released Chemo Therapist. Congrats! (Lois, if you send your address to kimharms@rocketmail.com, I’ll get the book in the mail soon.)
Just a reminder if you are interested in a signed copy of Mary Potter Kenyon’s soon-to-be-released book, Chemo Therapist: How Cancer Saved a Marriage, leave a comment on my previous post. One of my handsome children will be drawing a name on Thursday.
“While we had developed an extraordinary relationship, we had never been extraordinary people. We were just two flawed humans, who eventually discovered what it was to put the other first.” – Mary Potter Kenyon, Chemo-Therapist, How Cancer Saved a Marriage. Isn’t that what it’s all about? Discovering how to put the other first? Two flawed people committing their lives to each other and then hopping into life full-force, sometimes completely missing the planks in our own eyes while trying to dig the sawdust out of our mate’s. Anyone can have an ordinary-survival-mode type of marriage. It is only when we…