Mary Had A Little Lamb

The next day John saw Jesus coming toward him and said, "Look, the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world! "(John 1:29)

Mary had a little lamb,

who grew up to be a shephard...

His name is...Jesus

And because of Him, we now are

Remembering Each Angel

Tonight is our memorial service at Heyman Hospice of Floyd....

Tonight my daddy's name will be read... An Angel gone on before us...

As I dressed, I thought, "would you be proud of my outfit?"

and I thought of how much I missed you...

Not a day has passed that I haven't thought of you...

My sister and I are forever talking about "What would dad think?"

The days will not pass soon enough for us all to be together again...

so tonight as your name is read and we light a candle in your rememberance... May Jesus hold you tight...

We love you,
Lynn, Mom and me...and all the grandkids and son in laws



And God bless all those I cared for along the way this past year or didn't care for but have gone on...

It's a Supernatural Night...

A Choir Of Angels

"...He will never leave you nor forsake you."(Deut 31:6)

The past few days have been hard. I have lost a long time patient that grew close to my heart.

You see, several years ago she lost the ability to speak. So she talked to me with her eyes. And they spoke volumes, they spoke love. And oh, that beautiful smile of hers.

Last week she took my hand, squeezed it and uttered, “I love you.” I knew then she would not be with us much longer. That was her “Good-bye.”

My last words were I will take care of you. And I kept my promise. I kept her vigil. She died peacefully.

I prayed… or was it Him…Jesus?

I have another patient that I have drawn so close to. She took a turn for the worse last night. (When it rains, it pours.) I made her a promise, “I will take care of you.” ( a little pattern here.)

This morning her eyes said it all, “I’m ready to go.” But I don’t want her to, in my own selfishness. She kept smiling and comforted me and her daughter. Something definitely wrong with this picture. I’m the Hospice Nurse, right?

I will keep my promise. I will now go on call 24/7 for her. I will….. oh… Jesus will… right, I am only a vessel of His Almighty…

Last night, one of our patients passed. The daughter was asleep. She awoke to the most beautiful sounding choir of music she had ever heard. She really could not articulate the sound of music she was hearing. It was unique, it was exquisite.

She went through the house looking for the radio playing the music. Nothing was on, not even the TV. She came to her mom’s room. There she stood and what she saw took her breath for she saw that her mom had gone home with Jesus.

The Choir of Angels had come to get her. And she had been a witness to her Saviors loving return.

"Yes, I will take care of you", sayeth the Lord. (Deut 31:6)

Happy Anniversary!

Happy 14th Anniversary... to my beloved. To my gift from our Abba.....I thank you.

I want to share a little of our journey ... our family...and then ten reasons why I love you him much... and some how, I managed to get my husband to share 10 reasons why he loves me. So ladies... you are in for a sweet treat!!

Ten Reasons Why I love My Husband After All These Years

1. Because he asked my dad if he could marry me before he asked me

2. I still remember the romantic tape cassette he made and left at my door step when we first started dating.

3. He is the father of our children… and is The Best.. maybe because he is one big teddy bear himself

4. He loved me when I was enormously fat and pregnant with our son.

5. He held my hair back while I threw up (over 200 times) when I was pregnant.

6. He fixes me tomato soup and cheese sandwiches when I am sick.

7. He is the best lover ever. (not that I have a history to compare to but I can only imagine)

8. He baptized our son and me on Mother’s day 8 years ago.

9. He cries with me in that big teddy bear way

10. Because God chose him for me.



(10 reasons from my husband so I am not responsible for what is said.. .OK GUYS?? )

Answers moderated for use on a Christian Blog and not in order of importance but as they came to mind. 10 Reasons:



1. She has the most beautiful eyes that seem to look all the way through me.

2. She has cute curly toes

3. She loves me as I am….not as I should be. (sound familiar)

4. She doesn’t try to change me, though I probably need it

5. She understands my overload limit and helps me put things in perspective

5.She has given me beautiful children and is a nurturing mother

6. She is a wonderful lover

7. She absolutely loves her Abba Father

8. She makes me want to come home every night after all these years

9. She trusts me with her life and well being

10. She makes the best homemade Vegetable soup in the whole world. (Kelli thinks so too) my hubbies sweet secretary...

Thank you for sharing in this special day... one of the most extraordinary moments of my life. I only wish there to many more anniversaries for us.... and we do have eternity....with our Jesus.

Thank you for chosing me. I am the lucky one.

And Remember we are

An Angel's Resting Place

(Psalm 131:2) " But I have stilled and quieted my soul; like a weaned child with its mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me."

One thing I have learned about babies and children is that when they are dying they are NOT afraid. There is a tremendous assurance of peace in knowing that they will be OK. They trust their Abba totally in that He will be there waiting on he or she. And as they rest in the arms of their mom, dad, grandparents and other loved ones, they just believe!

They believe with a vast child-like faith that our Papa speaks of. The ultimate peace Abba refers to but we only dream of. "...great will be Your children's peace." (Isaiah 54:13)

Last night at the funeral home, I walked in and mom came over and held me with out any words spoken. Only tears. There really wasn't anything to say. This body language, these tears are a universal language in itself. Mom's (Dad's, grandparent's, etc ) know this language. Although, we wish we did not.

As I went to the grandmother, I just looked at her and said, "I just don't know what to say. I can't even imagine your pain. What can I do?"

Tears... again -- were said.

Finally--we talked about the casket. I told her I had never seen one so small and beautiful. It was so pure, so white. Much like an Angel's Resting Place. I then went onto say, Angels don't die. They live forever. Just as Baby N is now doing. "...they can no longer die; for they are like the angels" (Luke 20: 36)

I did tell her that I would not say, "He is no longer suffering or better off... I told her that this whole thing stinks.. and I asked if she had asked why yet? or if she was angry? Then finally somewhere we managed to laugh about some silly off the wall things.

She said she thought she would live to die and one day see her grandson again.

For the time we drudge on until we too find our Angel's Resting Place!

I don't tell you all enough how much I love and appreciate you... I am going to try and catch up on my blog reading and posting... I am sooooo far behind... but thank you for your faithfulness

I love you all dearly

His Child Went Home

This has been a hard week. I'm not sure I can even process my own emotions - yet. I know many of you know or have been there. But not me.

Baby J. was twelve months old. He had been fighting for life since he was born.

I knew the day would come as a Hospice nurse where I would have to care for a child. And that day came.

He looked so perfect and so beautiful. Baby J. His skin was so soft, but pale. And he fought for every breath he took.

I asked God "Why?"

The parents asked, "Why?"

The nurse caring for the baby in the Intensive Care Unit admitted she was not comfortable with caring for a dying baby. She was use to saving babies, not walking them home to Jesus.

Yesterday, I took pictures of the parents and Baby J. Something mom and dad can cherish. Then, we prayed. We shared their son's life.

I walked out of the room and talked to the nurse to make sure she was ok. We tried to look at death from a God-given gift.


Today, Baby J, went home to Jesus.

Today, I cried.

Happy Birthday Sis

The my best friend... my sister...

Happy Birthday....

Our dad's last words were, "Take care of each other." and that is our promise to him.

But really we always have....

Like the time I helped her take a bath.. (outside, naked in a wagon)

or the time I encouraged you to be brave... (I guess that didn't mean putting your hand through the slot of the door--the policeman could not figure out how we did that.)

Oh, I'm sure the list goes on.. but I have to redeem myself somewhere here....

But no matter what or how mean I was.. .. No one would ever hurt you... I always took care of them....I was a mean little snot....


So Dad, rest assure, I will take care of her...

I love you Lynn

Happy Birthday...

Happy Heavenly Birthday

Happy Heavenly Birthday Dad...

As we celebrate your birthday here, I can only imagine what a beautiful celebration Jesus must have for you there...

We all love you so much and miss you....

"your special little girls"