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My Squishy Heart

1 Feb
December 25, 2016

Family Christmas Fun!!
December 25, 2016

The recent holidays were chocked full of family fun … from the annual gathering of Tim’s family at his sister’s home for Thanksgiving, Christmas weekend with my momma and brothers in Indy, to a Christmas/New Year’s celebration with our own kids and little ones. It was a busy time and we were oh so blessed!

This squishy heart of mine thrives on every moment spent with our kids … our big kids, those two who will forever hold the key to my Mommy heart – the heart that feels the same way it did 33 years ago, times 1000! My loves, my concerns, my prayers, and my admiration of the adults that they have become … my squishy heart is full and running over, melting into an ever-growing puddle of love. Love for them, their loves, and a couple of little loves along the way.

This past weekend was filled to the brim with those little loves, our BubbaLou! (My combo nickname for Bubba and Lou, better known as Cole and Lillie) It had been October since they had been to Mimi and Pawpaw’s house be-out (Lillie’s word for ‘without’) the parents, which is always a different kind of fun! Going to exciting places, playing games and toys, eating special tasty food, cuddling and reading books and watching neat kid videos for morning devotions … making memories is what it’s always about! Filling their hearts and minds with fun, adventure, love and Jesus … and of course, Mimi and PawPaw!

Jan 28, 2017

Mimi and her Loves
Saturday, January 28, 2017

Tim and I chuckled and exchanged looks of shared amusement as we listened to dramatic conversations, attended a concert re-enactment performed by the infamous Branch Troll (a very colorful paper version) and Poppy Troll, and were quite surprised by their collaborative creativity with their mom and Uncle Ryan’s aged Legos. Then later when we looked through the photos taken during the weekend, shock was the emotion we felt as we saw how tall both kids are getting and the realization that time is quickly slipping through our fingers.

As I stood on the platform with the praise team on Sunday, we sang the words to the Chris Tomlin song … “Age to age we stand, and time is in His hands – beginning and the end … How Great is Our God, Sing with me How Great is our God, and all will sing How Great, How Great is our God!” I looked out into the congregation and saw Tim holding Lillie, with Cole standing beside them, and I began to think about the “age to age” and how time is in His hands! My heart pounded as I thought about our mothers and our aunts and uncles, cousins, our siblings and their children – and of course, our own beloved immediate family. An overwhelming and immense Presence came over me with an urgent responsibility to pray and to love my family more than ever.

The world around us is becoming more and more volatile and distracting … Satan is out to deceive, divide and destroy any of us who do not have our focus completely on Jesus. If we are not careful, we will allow worry, anxiety, and fear to dominate our thinking, our actions and our voice. The Good News is that our God IS great … He’s greater than the one who is in the world!

You, dear children, are from God and have overcome them,
because the One who is in you is greater than the one who is in the world.

1 John 4:4

Do not be terrified by them, for the Lord your God,
Who is among you, is a great and awesome God.
Deuteronomy 7:21

This squishy heart of mine loves deeply … and that love drives me to pray.  Won’t you join me in loving and praying for our families and friends?   Life is fragile, but God is great!

Until next time,
Debbie

 It is right for me to feel this way about all of you,
since I have you in my heart and,
whether I am in chains or defending and confirming the gospel,
all of you share in God’s grace with me.
God can testify how I long for all of you with the affection of Christ Jesus.

And this is my prayer: that your love may abound
more and more in knowledge and depth of insight,

so that you may be able to discern what is best
and may be pure and blameless for the day of Christ,

filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ—
to the glory and praise of God.
Philippians 1:7-11

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Happy 80th Birthday Daddy … and Merry Christmas!

24 Dec

“Honor your father and mother”–
which is the first commandment with a promise– 
“that it may go well with you and that you
may enjoy long life on the earth.”
Ephesians 6:2

Dear Daddy…

I’m sure the cries of a tiny baby born on Christmas Eve 80 years ago really added to the excitement of Christmas! I wonder, Daddy, if your arrival made the story of Baby Jesus become more tangible for your young brothers and sisters. There probably weren’t many gifts wrapped and placed under the tree in your home in that small coal mining town in the hills of Lee County, Virginia, but there was a new baby.

Oh what a party we would be having today if you were still here with us! The invitation list would be long – friends and family would gather, and those who couldn’t would send cards to you! And what fun you would have reading each and every card, over and over again, for days … adding your own few words to make it say exactly what you felt it should say! We would have balloons, party hats, streamers, and party blowouts that the kids of all ages would enjoy! We would hang a bright banner, announcing that we were celebrating your 80th birthday, and we would take lots of pictures, although you would ‘humbly’ say not to take any pictures of you! We would have cake and ice cream, along with all sorts of snacks and goodies. You would unwrap presents, no doubt with the help of all the little kids who like to do that sort of thing.  I imagine you would get a new pair of pajamas and a maybe new sweatshirt with tiny little painted hand prints all over the front … from the new generation of little ones in our family. We would watch several of our home movie DVDs and have a lot of laughs about how everyone has changed over the years. After everyone would go home and the house would be a bit less chaotic, my family would still be there … in town from Washington, Pennsylvania, and Maryland, for a few days to celebrate you, mom, and Christmas. Since I am still day-dreaming, the normal would be Mimi and Papaw Wells … and all would be right in the world, at least as we know it. What a wonderful day of celebrating you and 80 years!!

Daddy at his 60th birthday party

Daddy at his 60th birthday party

But life is what it is …. fragile. The last bright banner we hung in celebration of you announced your 60th birthday. The invitation list was long, the guests were many, the gifts were fun, and cards were poured over for days and days. After everyone had gone home and the house was a bit less chaotic, my young family was there, enjoying life as it was then with Grandma and Grandpa Wells. However, everything really was not right in the world even then. You had struggled with so much sickness for the past few years and you still were not real well, but we made the most of every opportunity that we had to celebrate you and your life. And that’s what I want to still do, as long as possible … to honor the man who loved my mom, his family and his Jesus. Happy 80th birthday, Daddy!

Me and Mom playing in the snow

Me and Mom playing in the snow

In celebration of the Christmas season this year, mom flew out to spend a few days with us here in Pennsylvania. We exchanged gifts with one another, and Kim’s two kids especially had a great time unwrapping fun presents from Mimi Wells! The highlight of our time was the additional 4” of snow that fell on our already white-covered ground on Saturday, creating a beautiful winter wonderland and an awesome playground for sledding down the big hill! Mom even giggled her way down the slope a couple of times! What fun we all had as we made new memories … and I know that mom was feeling the tug from memories past … of other snowfalls, other big hills, other little people, and you. After nearly 20 years without you, it’s all still bittersweet, Daddy. All of it.

Well, this Eve of Christmas will come to an end, soon to be announcing the arrival and celebration of Christ’s birth. But before it does, I simply ask the Lord to hand deliver this birthday letter to you … so you know that in my heart you are still loved deeply and celebrated not just on your birthday, but everyday!

Until next time,
Your Bobby Naw

Moments Like These

23 Aug

This is the day the LORD has made;
let us rejoice and be glad in it.
Psalm 118:24

“Mimi! It’s three days until I start preschool!” There was no denying the excitement in my little Bubbas’ voice as he nearly shouted these words to me on the phone this morning. It’s wonderful that he is literally counting the days, but somewhere along the way, I seemed to have lost track of time since God blessed our lives with Cole. As I know from experience with my own two children, now grown adults living a lives of their own, I simply blinked. I blinked and we are where we are today…three days from my first grandchild going to preschool.

I can’t help but think back to when we first found out that we were going to be grandparents – Kim and Troy mailed t-shirts to us while we were on vacation in Seattle that simply said the names “Grami” and “Gramps”. Those were our names until Cole began to talk, and as kids often do, he changed things up. Gramps became Papaw and I remained nameless … except for the occasional growl that he made when I was around. I wondered if the beginning sound of Grami (the GR) was too much for him, so he just growled at me. He continued to respond like that for what I thought was a long time – as he began saying more and more words. Finally, I just threw out the word Mimi to him to see what he would do with it. I used it in sentences like “Mimi loves you!” “Come see Mimi” … and I immediately became Mimi. In time, he came up with his own term of endearment and often shortens my name to Mim … pronounced ‘meem’. And for pure entertainment and laughs, Cole will on purpose call me Memaw, to which I reply and call him Bobos instead of my usual Bubbas.

Bubbas. Bobos. Cole Bear. Cole Man. And of course, Cole Michael when he’s in trouble. His little sister has her own share of names … Lillie. Lillie Lou. Lou. Little Miss. And before Cole could say his Ls, we would also could her Wiwie or Wou. I have yet to call her by her full name, Lillianne Hope … she’s not been in much trouble yet.

Monday will come and Cole’s momma will take pictures as he stands there all excited for this new adventure called school. His enthusiasm will give her heart a wonderful sense of peace to know that he is ready for this next phase in life … so therefore, she is too. Instructions, reminders, and lots of hugs and kisses will send this little 4 year old off into a world of his own – simply a continuation of learning, experiencing new things, and meeting little friends.

I’ve been listening to Selah’s latest album … and there is a song that refers to moments like these … moments that are important and ones that we will miss if we blink too long.

I’ve changed the words a little to describe my Bubbas … Click here to listen http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YQzLnEpoatE

“He makes me smile but it makes me sad
To know I can’t get these moments back
So I’m down on my knees help me soak it all in
I want all of this life that You’ll let me live
And when time flies by
Cause my heaven on earth are moments like these”

I will not be there Monday morning, but as Cole’s Mimi, I guarantee you that I will be on my knees praying for that little boy as he walks through those church doors and enters his new classroom. As I have always prayed for my own children, I will add Cole to my request that Jesus will be his Constant Companion in every situation He faces … as a 4 year-old baby boy today and until he breathes his last breath, hopefully, many many years from now.

Won’t you join me in falling down on my knees … we all have moments like these that will slip by all too quickly. May we commit each moment and each love to God each day!

Until next time,
Debbie

MimiX2

5 Oct

I have no greater joy than to hear that my children are walking in the truth.  
III John 1:4

 

Baby Announcement Cupcake

The little piece of paper said “May 1st”.  I found it at the bottom of the cupcake I was eating.  Was it some random quality control sticker that someone accidentally placed on the inside of the muffin cup, or was it the subtle message of proclamation that I had been waiting for now for several months?  I leaned over to my hubby and asked him if he also had a May 1st slip of paper … and he did!  At that moment, I looked up to see the grins on the faces of our daughter and her husband as I squealed out the question … “Are you pregnant?”  Hugs, kisses, and more hugs were shared freely at that moment as the realization dawned on us, Mimi and Papaw, that another precious little life was on its way!  My ecstatic grandma heart quieted down temporarily in order to listen to the details of symptoms, early morning tests, a doctor visit, and our need to keep this quiet for the next few weeks.  Oh my!  Such a difficult job description for a Mimi and Papaw … but somehow we made it through, and here we are!   We have another grandbaby on the way!

The request of silence was until the tiny heart beat was heard and the attending physician gave the official due date, which is May 6th.  The fascinating fact of this new baby is that it is the same time period that we experienced Cole’s journey.  His due date was May 4th, but due to Kim’s severe case of pre-eclampsia, we were surprised with Cole’s birth 6 weeks early.  We are praying for a different grand entrance this next time!

Soon after finding out that Kim was going to have another baby, Tim and I went on an evening motorcycle ride.  As is our habit of safety, I shoot off a quick text to Kim and let her know that we are going for a ride.  The response read “Be careful MimiX2!”

The Big Brother

As the expecting parents visit doctors, view ultrasounds, and plan for the newest member of their family, this Mimi plans on coming along side to give an extra helping hand … especially with bringing Cole home for more weekend playtimes and allowing some much needed rest for his momma.  Maybe we’ll take a trip to the local library and check out some books about how fun it is to be a big brother!  I know that this grandma is overwhelmed by God’s amazing grace and His mercies which are new for me every morning.  I turn 51 years old tomorrow, and am extremely excited to think that before my next birthday, I will be MimiX2.   Won’t you join me in celebrating life?  The miraculous gift of the unborn child, the rambunctious life of a toddler, and even the life of a vintage woman named Mimi.

Until next time,
Debbie

 

Sons are a heritage from the Lord, children a reward from Him.
Psalm 127:3

I will praise the Lord all my life; I will sing praise to my God as long as I live.
Psalm 146:2

 

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**  Blog photo of fall decorations in my home … October 2011